Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
Sun shine hard on the video spot
Hm, mm, mm, mm
Sure as any living dream
It’s not all then what it seems
And the whole thing’s hauled away
A womb
An empty robe
Enough
You’re rolling up
You’re holding it
You’re fabric now
Paramind
Paramind
Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
Threw the meaning out the door
(Now could you be a friend)
There’s no meaning anymore
(Come and kiss me here again)
A womb
An empty robe
Enough
You’re rolling up
You’re holding it
You’re bent prize
Canonize
Canonize
Motor up and yeah, you’re own, ooh
And yeah, you’re on your own, ooh
Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape
Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page
I hold the note
You wrote and know
You’ve buried all your alimony butterflies
Sub find
Some night
Decoding the Dreamlike Layers of “29 #Strafford APTS”
Bon Iver’s “29 #Strafford APTS” is a haunting, intimate journey through memory, longing, and transformation. The lyrics evoke vivid yet fragmented scenes—smoke curling in stairwells, sunlight on old videos, and the feeling of being both present and distant. Listeners are transported into a space where past relationships and personal identity blend, with metaphors like “womb” and “empty robe” suggesting rebirth or letting go. The repeated lines and abstract imagery create a sense of searching, where meaning slips in and out of grasp, mirroring the process of moving on from loss or change. Each verse feels like a page from a diary, inviting introspection and emotional resonance.
Song Credits
- Artist: Bon Iver
- Songwriters: Justin Vernon
- Release Year: 2016
- Label: Jagjaguwar