Text: Band Of Horses. Islands On The Coast.

Here's a copy,
the rest that you know,
and put the kind words to bed.

For man don't say why,
or even know how,
it's only awful as
the hell that you know.

When islands want to coast,
islands want to coast,
they'll know how,
yeah, they'll know how.

And only hours before
the house had burned down,
he shut the other door.

But if i don't see now,
or even know why,
it's only awful
as the hell that you know.

When islands want to coast,
islands want to coast,
they'll know how,
yeah, they'll know how.

Home (x4)

He was riding in
the next thing you know,
let's take the other door.

Now if i don't think right,
or even know how,
it's only awful
as the hell that you know.

When islands want to coast,
islands want to coast,
they'll know how,
yeah, they'll know how.

Home (x4)