I’m in love with Gravenhurst. The cryptic lyrics and guitar creates an aura that is just amazing. Here’s another of their gems:
she wore flowers in her hair and all the town would stare and all the young girls followed picking up the petals strewn everywhere and when the flowers died they saw through the disguise and all the townsfolk circled her with prayers and tar and feathers and fire there's a dog loose in the woods a fox tied to a tree and when the farmer raises his gun the bullets pass right through me and everyone you know will be crawling through the snow at the four furthest corners of town where they buried my bones