โหลดเพลง mp3 Come On! Feel the Illinoise! Part I: The World's Columbian Exposition Part II: Carl Sandburg Visits Me In A Dream - Sufjan Stevens

Come On! Feel the Illinoise! Part I: The World's Columbian Exposition Part II: Carl Sandburg Visits Me In A Dream - Sufjan Stevens
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