Semiprecious Elysian Fields

1. "Elysian Fields"

Let me sing you a song on a defrosted bandwagon.
Let me regerminate the dying emblem of ornate love.
Let me cultivate, so your progenitor kindred may be mine.
Let us harvest, what the night's dew and soul's Halos envy.

Let there be no glorious melodramatic trumpet or cascading beings.
Let there be a night's darkness in the day for a storm not witnessed by my father.
Let there be you, let there be me, let the prognostic devils see.
Let their Hippo mouth barely remain afloat in the Niagara to come.

And let us not sail away in glorious melodramatic trumpet,
And let delusional demons deluge in dreamy Dullsville,
And wouldn't that be a glorious ending? To the defeated fiends and foes
And to the swashbuckling raccoon fur that know not logic.

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