Besedila: Okkervil River. Other. A Glow.

Come into the den
Come into the den
You've got a glow
You've got a glow

Climb into my arms
With blood on your clothes
You've got a glow
You've got a glow

And you're no ones but mine
And nobody knows
The lane 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

Your light and alive
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
You've got a glow.

No heart that was mine
No hand that i'd hold
And you've got a glow
You've got a glow