[00:00.000] 作词 : Robin Pecknold[00:01.000] 作曲 : Robin Pecknold[00:05.408] Blood of my blood[00:07.975] Skin of my skin[00:11.536] You’re in roundelay water again[00:16.633] I want to face the condition you’re in[00:21.231] The old wrenches hardly turn me[00:26.288] Can you catch a thrown line[00:29.524] Tied around neat[00:32.881] Circle once about, please allow me[00:37.976] I see the pall coming off of our cheeks[00:42.620] We’re weak but a leaf is turning[00:48.164] And I move lightly in the dawn[00:54.648] Try to, lightly ever on the lee[01:04.359] Though I liked summer light on you[01:14.377] If we ride a winter-long wind[01:23.760] Well time’s not what I belong to[01:33.480] And I’m not the season I’m in[01:43.362] Holding on close[01:46.029] Holding on to[01:49.337] Any kind of ring I can bring you[01:54.458] And at the beachwood pyre good news[01:58.814] It’s wet but it’s catching easy[02:04.511] And I move slightly in the dawn[02:11.160] Try to, gently ever on the lee[02:20.907] Though I liked summer light on you[02:30.619] If we ride a winter-long wind[02:39.895] Well time’s not what I belong to[02:49.537] And you're not the season you're in