Don't Carry It All Lyrics - The King Is Dead - Decemberists

Here we come to a turning of the season 

Witness to the arc towards the sun 

A neighbor's blessed burden within reason 

Becomes a burden borne of all and one 

And nobody, nobody knows 

Let the yoke fall from our shoulders 

Don't carry it all, don't carry it all 

We are all our hands and holders 

Beneath this bold and brilliant sun 

And this I swear to all 

A monument to build beneath the arbors 

Upon a plinth that towers t'wards the trees 

Let every vessel pitching hard to starboard 

Lay its head on summer's freckled knees 

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And nobody, nobody knows 

Let the yoke fall from our shoulders 

Don't carry it all, don't carry it all 

We are all our hands and holders 

Beneath this bold and brilliant sun 

And this I swear to all 

And this I swear to all 

A there a wreath of trillium and ivy 

Laid upon the body of a boy 

Lazy will the loam come from its hiding 

And return this quiet searcher to the soil 

So raise a glass to turnings of the season 

And watch it as it arcs towards the sun 

And you must bear your neighbor's burden within reason 

And your labors will be borne when all is done 

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And nobody, nobody knows 

Let the yoke fall from our shoulders 

Don't carry it all, don't carry it all 

We are all our hands and holders 

Beneath this bold and brilliant sun 

And this I swear to all 

And this I swear to all 

And this I swear to all 

And this I swear to all 

To all 

To all 

To all