Hear The Noise That Moves So Soft And Low - James Vincent McMorrow

Hear, hear the noise that moves so soft and slow

That’s the sound of freshly fallen snow

Your love is gold, your love is gold

Seems, seems as though we’ll be stuck out here for days

To bang upon these drums that we have made

You never know, you never know

My one, my only one

Lies sleeping in the sun

Gave chase and so we run

Nothing breaks your stride like what’s become

Oh, oh, oh

Stack, stack the frozen wood next to the shed

Pile it up so high then paint it red

Confuse the dogs, confuse the dogs

And time, time we lost is resting on the stairs

The window out reveals the cooler air

And so we go, and so we go

My one, my only one

Lied twice to keep me on

Gave chase and still we sung

Everything that ends has still begun

From the inside of my mouth

And the slow migration south

And it’s not to be denied

It’s not to be denied