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We’ll Get There Yet - Elysian Fields
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We’ll Get There Yet Elysian Fields

We’ll Get There Yet - Elysian Fields
Show me a beautiful design
So I might lose myself
And in the losing find
This world pretends to matter
How dare they bring us down
I want no one around but you

And these swirling colors
The paint still wet
Oh my love, we’ll get there yet
We’ll get there yet

Below the boughs and mizzle entwined
Sharing our hiding places
Every clock unwinds
Reaching beyond the canvas
Beyond the boundaries
In memory of stars we knеw

These swirling colors
The paint still wеt
Oh my love, we’ll get there yet
We’ll get there yet
We’ll get there yet

When autumn leaves below our feet
Sweep cool ground
The colors bleed, day recedes
Stars have crowned
Inside the hulls are patterns to believe in
So pay no mind to forest birds
It’s their nature to be grieving
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