Robin Pecknold
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Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
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2022
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6 editions
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“So much of songwriting hinges on finding new, defamiliarizing ways to express very familiar sentiments, in hopes of being able to reach ears that may be inoculated to true but tired clichés.”
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
“Life unfolds in pools of gold
I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
To he held within one's self is deathlike, oh I know”
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
To he held within one's self is deathlike, oh I know”
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
“Night ended the fight, but the song remained
And so I headed to the wall
Turned tail to call to the new domain
As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free
But it's all the same
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves??”
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
And so I headed to the wall
Turned tail to call to the new domain
As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free
But it's all the same
Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves??”
― Wading in Waist-High Water: The Lyrics of Fleet Foxes
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