Song for Myla Goldberg The Decemberists

[Verse 1]
Myla Goldberg sets a steady hand upon her brow
Myla Goldberg hangs a crooked foot all upside down

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around

[Verse 2]
Pretty hands do pretty things when pretty times arise
Seraphim and seaweed swim where stick-limbed Myla lies

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around

[Chorus]
Still now you're waiting to grow
Inside you're old
Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Put paper to pen to spell out "Eliza"