| Song | Okkervil River Song |
| Artist | Okkervil River |
| Album | Don't Fall In Love With Everyone You See |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River slow silent thick and black, | |
| I stared into the water, and the water it stared back. | |
| The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore as it had on | |
| Okkervil River before. | |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River’s cigarettes and rusty tires, we made ourselves an altar, we lit our nightly fires. | |
| And the smoke lay thick and smothered all the skunk cabbage and vines where | |
| Gods were born and | |
| Gods lay down to die. | |
| With your hand inside my pocket, you whispered in my ear “ | |
| We have come from ugliness to find some refuge here. | |
| With this bracken for a blanket, where these limbs stick out like bones, we have found a place where we can be alone.” | |
| And I tried to tell you, as | |
| I kissed your hard dry lips, all the things | |
| I dreamed about. | |
| I touched your bone white hips. | |
| Far away our parents slept in while we watched our fire burn. | |
| They dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return. | |
| And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds, pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds. | |
| Then I woke up one cold morning, felt an absence at my back, and | |
| I searched and stared but only the river stared |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River slow silent thick and black, | |
| I stared into the water, and the water it stared back. | |
| The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore as it had on | |
| Okkervil River before. | |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River' s cigarettes and rusty tires, we made ourselves an altar, we lit our nightly fires. | |
| And the smoke lay thick and smothered all the skunk cabbage and vines where | |
| Gods were born and | |
| Gods lay down to die. | |
| With your hand inside my pocket, you whispered in my ear " | |
| We have come from ugliness to find some refuge here. | |
| With this bracken for a blanket, where these limbs stick out like bones, we have found a place where we can be alone." | |
| And I tried to tell you, as | |
| I kissed your hard dry lips, all the things | |
| I dreamed about. | |
| I touched your bone white hips. | |
| Far away our parents slept in while we watched our fire burn. | |
| They dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return. | |
| And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds, pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds. | |
| Then I woke up one cold morning, felt an absence at my back, and | |
| I searched and stared but only the river stared |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River slow silent thick and black, | |
| I stared into the water, and the water it stared back. | |
| The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore as it had on | |
| Okkervil River before. | |
| Down by Okkervil | |
| River' s cigarettes and rusty tires, we made ourselves an altar, we lit our nightly fires. | |
| And the smoke lay thick and smothered all the skunk cabbage and vines where | |
| Gods were born and | |
| Gods lay down to die. | |
| With your hand inside my pocket, you whispered in my ear " | |
| We have come from ugliness to find some refuge here. | |
| With this bracken for a blanket, where these limbs stick out like bones, we have found a place where we can be alone." | |
| And I tried to tell you, as | |
| I kissed your hard dry lips, all the things | |
| I dreamed about. | |
| I touched your bone white hips. | |
| Far away our parents slept in while we watched our fire burn. | |
| They dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return. | |
| And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds, pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds. | |
| Then I woke up one cold morning, felt an absence at my back, and | |
| I searched and stared but only the river stared |