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Grace Cathedral Hill - The Decemberists
Grace Cathedral hill all wrapped in
Bones of a setting sun
All dust and stone and moribund
I paid twenty-five cents to
Light a little white candle
For a New Year's Day
I sat and watched it burn away
Then turned and weaved through slow decay
We were both a little hungry
So we went to get a hotdog
Down the Hyde St Pier
The light was slight and disapeared
The air it stunk of fish and beer
We heard a Superman trumpet
Play the National Anthem
And the world may be long for you
But he'll never belong to you
But on a motorbike
When all the city lights
Blind your eyes tonight
Are you feeling better now
Are you feeling better now
Are you feeling better now
Some way to greet the year:
Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears
The pilgrims pills and tourists here all sing
"Fifty-three bucks to buy a brand new halo"
Sweet on a green-eyed girl all fiery
Irish clip and curl
All brine and piss and vinegar
I paid twenty-five cents
To light a little white candle
And the world may be long for you
But he'll never belong to you
But on a motorbike
When all the city lights
Blind your eyes tonight
Are you feeling better now
Are you feeling better now
Are you feeling better now
La la la la la la la la la
Ooh la la la la
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