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St. Cloud
by Waxahatchee
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When you get back on the M train
Watch the city mutate
Where do you go when your mind starts
To lose its perfected shape?
Virtuosic, idealistic, musing a fall from grace
I guess the dead just go on living
At the darkest edge of space
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
And when you get back home to Saint Cloud
Watch the new world project
A rousing image, scorched earth swinging
Supernatural and complex
And I might show up in a white dress
Turn reluctance on its ear
If the dead just go on living
Well there's nothing left to fear
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
If you burn slow, burning slow
On your own roof, yell what you know
Burning slow, burning slow
Burning slow, burning slow
And when when I go, when I go
Look back at me, embers aglow
When I go, when I go
When I go, when I go
When you get back on the M train
Watch the city mutate
Where do you go when your mind starts
To lose its perfected shape?
Virtuosic, idealistic, musing a fall from grace
I guess the dead just go on living
At the darkest edge of space
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
And when you get back home to Saint Cloud
Watch the new world project
A rousing image, scorched earth swinging
Supernatural and complex
And I might show up in a white dress
Turn reluctance on its ear
If the dead just go on living
Well there's nothing left to fear
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo
If you burn slow, burning slow
On your own roof, yell what you know
Burning slow, burning slow
Burning slow, burning slow
And when when I go, when I go
Look back at me, embers aglow
When I go, when I go
When I go, when I go