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