Besedila: Okkervil River. Black Sheep Boy. A Glow.

Come into the den, come into the den

You've got a glow

Climb into my arms with blood on your clothes

You've got a glow

And you're no one's but mine

And nobody knows the land where he's lying

No heat in his bones

No heart that was mine

No hand that I'd hold


And you've got a glow, you've got a glow

(And there's no escaping, the thing that is making its home in your radio)

You're light in a lie

You're lithe and you're strong

And you've wanted to do that, my love, for so long

My live and dead men

Come into the den

You've got a glow