Come On Feel The Illinoise – Sufjan Stevens

Come On Feel The Illinoise – Sufjan Stevens

Nghệ sĩ: Sufjan Stevens

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 Oh great intentions
 I've got the best of interventions
 But when the ads come
 I think about it now
 In my infliction
 Entrepreneurial conditions
 Take us to glory
 I think about it now
    
 Cannot conversations cull united nations?
 If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
 Cannot all creation call it celebration?
 Or united nation. Put it to your head.
 Oh great white city
 I've got the adequate committee
 Where have your walls gone?
 I think about it now
    
 Chicago, in fashion, the soft drinks, expansion
 Oh Columbia!
 From Paris, incentive, like Cream of Wheat invented
 The Ferris Wheel!
 Oh great intentions
 Covenant with the imitation
 Have you no conscience?
 I think about it now
 Oh God of Progress
 Have you degraded or forgot us?
 Where have your laws gone?
 I think about it now
    
 Ancient hieroglyphic or the South Pacific
 Typically terrific, busy and prolific
 Classical devotion, architect promotion
 Lacking in emotion. Think about it now.
    
 Chicago, the New Age, but what would Frank Lloyd Wright say?
 Oh Columbia!
 Amusement or treasure, these optimistic pleasures
 Like the Ferris Wheel!
    
 Cannot conversations cull united nations?
 If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
 Columbia!
    
 I cried myself to sleep last night
 And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window
 I was hypnotized, I was asked, to improvise
 On the attitude, the regret
 Of a thousand centuries of death
    
 Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearer
 I am riding all alone
 I am writing all alone
 Even in my best condition, counting all the superstition
 I am riding all alone
 I am running all alone
 And we laughed at the beatitudes of a thousand lines
 We were asked at the attitudes
 They reminded us of death
    
 Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Are you writing from the heart?
 And I cried myself to sleep last night
 For the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me
 Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
 Are you writing from the heart?
 Are you writing from the heart?

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