
Garden of Elysian Local Natives
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[Verse 1]
In the time before we needed forgiveness
You said, "Meet me after school at the top of Elysian"
Sharing headphones and a plastic bottle of vodka
In the distance, the crowd going wild in the stadium
[Chorus]
Orchestra playing under the bandshell
Swaying together like cathedral bells
They ring and ring and ring and ring and ring
And I could only hear you singing
[Verse 2]
She said, "When do you think we'll stop feeling like children?
'Cause the last time I asked my mom she said she still did"
As we passed the cell towers disguised like palm trees
She laid out across my lap and we kept driving
[Chorus]
Orchestra playing under the bandshell
Swaying together like cathedral bells
They ring and ring and ring and ring and ring
And I could only hear you singing
[Bridge]
Marian Harlow, sitting quiet
Imagine if we had stayed
Tourniquet stems the blushing tide
Love isn't worship, love is change
In the time before we needed forgiveness
You said, "Meet me after school at the top of Elysian"
Sharing headphones and a plastic bottle of vodka
In the distance, the crowd going wild in the stadium
[Chorus]
Orchestra playing under the bandshell
Swaying together like cathedral bells
They ring and ring and ring and ring and ring
And I could only hear you singing
[Verse 2]
She said, "When do you think we'll stop feeling like children?
'Cause the last time I asked my mom she said she still did"
As we passed the cell towers disguised like palm trees
She laid out across my lap and we kept driving
[Chorus]
Orchestra playing under the bandshell
Swaying together like cathedral bells
They ring and ring and ring and ring and ring
And I could only hear you singing
[Bridge]
Marian Harlow, sitting quiet
Imagine if we had stayed
Tourniquet stems the blushing tide
Love isn't worship, love is change
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