| Thinking outrageously I write in cursive
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| I hide in my bed with the lights on the floor
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| Wearing three layers of coats and leg warmers
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| I see my own breath on the face of the door
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| Oh I am not quite sleeping
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| Oh I am fast in bed
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| There on the wall in the bedroom creeping
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| I see a wasp with her wings outstretched
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| North of Savanna we swim in the palisades
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| I come out wearing my brother’s red hat
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| There on his shoulder my best friend is bit seven times
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| He runs washing his face in his hands
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| Oh how I meant to tease him
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| Oh how I meant no harm
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| Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
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| I see the wasp on the length of my arm
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| Oh great sights upon this state! |
| Hallelu-
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| Wonders bright, and rivers, lake. |
| Hallelu-
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| Trail of Tears and Horseshoe Lake. |
| Hallelu-
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| trusting things beyond mistake. |
| Hallelu-
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| We were in love. |
| We were in love.
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| Palisades! |
| Palisades! |
| Palisades
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| I can wait. |
| I can wait.
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| Lamb of God, we sound the horn.
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| Hallelujah!
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| To us your ghost is born.
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| Hallelu-
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| I can’t explain the state that I’m in
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| The state of my heart, he was my best friend
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| Into the car, from the back seat
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| Oh admiration in falling asleep
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| All of my powers, day after day
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| I can tell you, we swaggered and swayed
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| Deep in the tower, the prairies below
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| I can tell you, the telling gets old
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| Terrible sting and terrible storm
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| I can tell you the day we were born
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| My friend is gone, he ran away
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| I can tell you, I love him each day
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| Though we have sparred, wrestled and raged
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| I can tell you I love him each day
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| Terrible sting, terrible storm
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| I can tell you… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us!, artist - Sufjan Stevens. Album song Illinois, in the genre Инди