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Now the snow will fall and the lover's call
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of verse
As the seasoned shifts lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a build above its lore
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a soothin' breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
As we cease to know where our fate will go
We won't see the rivers tied up in the vines
Branches will untie every mumblin' lie
Every frayed word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the ? of our ?
How I wish the turning sunset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
Now the dust will rise, dress the olden skies
Just a gallery of words we've used much
It's a ? but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in ?
Put me on the mornin' ship and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of the past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
I said honey won't you let me in, oh
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of verse
As the seasoned shifts lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a build above its lore
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a soothin' breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
As we cease to know where our fate will go
We won't see the rivers tied up in the vines
Branches will untie every mumblin' lie
Every frayed word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the ? of our ?
How I wish the turning sunset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
Now the dust will rise, dress the olden skies
Just a gallery of words we've used much
It's a ? but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in ?
Put me on the mornin' ship and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of the past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
I said honey won't you let me in, oh
Lyrics submitted by chickenflicker
Track duration: 02:57
"Honey Won't You Let Me In" as written by Kristian Matsson
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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It makes sense, as the lover's call is being overshadowed by the other birds around.
I look at the first verse about the winter coming as their relationship is dying, how it happened is
unknown, but his calls to her are being drowned out by the other "birds" which I look at as other
suitors, or perhaps a desire to be be left alone.
Winter has come and it sets the narrator adrift: Now the snow will fall and the lover's call will be drenched out by the shattering of birds: (Wintertime is break up time, and love finding time)
Something interesting is going on in this piece as well, the narrator is trying to let himself into his lover's heart, but he's already inside it, 'As I knock your door from inside once more' which leads me to believe, he doesn't want to be let into her, but out, back into the world she occupies but that she has exiled him from with her love.
Now the snow will fall and the lover's call
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of birds
As the seasons shift, lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a build above its lore
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a sudden breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
As we cease to know where our FEET will go
We won't see the RIBBONS tied up in the PINES
Branches will untie every mumblin' lie
Every FRAILED word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the FORCE of our FIRST DIVORCE
How I wish the turning suset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
Now the dust will rise, dress the olden skies
Just a gallery of words we've used too much
It's a feathers weight but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in DISTRACT
Put me on the mornin' ship and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of OUR past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
I said honey won't you let me in, oh
-'verse', not 'birds'
-possibly 'build-up of its roar', but not sure
-definitely 'frayed', not 'frailed'
-maybe 'fores', not 'force'
-might be 'divorce', but I don't hear 'first' at all
-definitely not 'distract', maybe 'drag' or 'track'
-definitely 'the past', not 'our past'
-...,dress the OPEN skies.
-...building up our muscles in this DRAFT.
-I think it's "First Divorce" too. (or fifth.)
-definitely OUR past.
Watch the youtube version of it where he plays on kexp.
shattering of 'birds' (not verse)
as the 'seasons shift' (not seasoned shifts)
wish a 'sudden' breeze (not soothin')
dress the 'open' skies (not olden)
it's a feather's weight (not ______ ______)
as far as the other blanks go, sounds like 'fores' of our 'fistivores' (fores of our fist-eaters? don't ask me). the last one sounds like muscles in this 'raft'.
great song on a greater album by an even greater artist!