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The Decemberists
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Song for the Myla Goldberg
作词：Colin Patrick Meloy
Myla Goldberg
Sets a steady hand upon her brow
Myla Goldberg
Hangs a crooked foor all upside down
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
Pretty hands do pretty things
When pretty times arise
Seraphim in seaweed swim
Where stick-limbed Myla lies
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
Still now you're waiting to grow
Inside you're old
Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Put paper to pen and spell out Eliza
We begin with sticky shins
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Make sticky then our shoes
Shoes beget to clothes
And hat 'til sticky's sticking too
Finiculi, finicula, finiculi, finicula
Finiculi, finicula, finiculi, finicula
Listen in as shin-kicked Jim
Relates his story sad
'Bout a boy who kicked
Until his shins were all but rubber bands
But now I know New York, I need New York
I know I need unique New York
I know New York, I need New York
I know I need unique New York
Still now you're waiting to grow
Inside you're old
Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Put paper to pen and spell out Eliza
Eliza, Eliza
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around
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