Song For Myla Goldberg Lyrics - Her Majesty - Decemberists

Myla Goldberg sets a steady hand upon her brow 

Myla Goldberg hangs a crooked foot 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 

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We begin with sticky shins, make sticky then our shoes 

Shoes beget to clothes and hat, till sticky's sticking too 

Finiculi, finicula, finiculi, finicula 

Finiculi, finicula, finiculi, finicula 

Listen in as shin-kicked Jim relates his story sad 

About 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 

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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