Het onvermogen de tijd terug te draaien en hetgeen verloren is terug te vinden is nooit mooier uitgedrukt dan in deze song van de Fleet Foxes. De begeleidende video is al even mooi.
I was following the, I was following the, I was following the, I was following the
I was following the, I was following the, I was following the, I was following the
I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied ‘round their throats
To keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned ‘round and there you go
And Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied ‘round their throats
To keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned ‘round and there you go
And Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
I was following the pack, all swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied ‘round their throats
To keep their little heads from falling in the snow, and I turned ‘round and there you go
And Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in summertime
