Oh dear.

Wishing somehow you were near, 'cause I am withering alone.
You arrived and ordered stout, I stared in wordlessness
I just kept noticing your mouth, and how your face just fit
Into every aching void, in what I've always missed some way.

This is tougher than I thought,
Holding you the grace I've caught,
'Cause you're made of everything I want,
and I am ringing you out.

Like a morning bell, I am ringing you out.
Like the kitchen rags of God, I am ringing you out.
Like my voice across the hills, I am ringing you out.

I am water on your feet,
You are everything to me,
You are everything to me,
And I am ringing you out.

Words so perfect.
Hmm Justin Vernon; you are simply amazing.