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Come On! Feel The Illinoise! - Part I: The World's Columbian Exposition / Part II: Carl Sandburg Visits Me in a Dream
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Oh, great intentions
I've got the best of interventions
But when the ads come
I think about it now
full lyrics...
Oh, great intentions
I've got the best of interventions
But when the ads come
I think about it now
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentation
great lyrics
acoustic rhythm piano
extensive vamping
a clear focus on recording studio production
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
orchestral arranging
electric pianos
classic rhodes sound
use of odd meter
vocal harmonies

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Covenant with the imitation
But when the ads come
And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window
Cannot conversations cull united nations?
Even in my best condition, counting all the superstition
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
And I cried myself to sleep last night
I think about it now
And we laughed at the beatitudes of a thousand lines
Oh, Columbia
Oh, great intentions
Entrepreneurial conditions
Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearer
Have you no conscience?
I've got the adequate committee
Lacking in emotion think about it now
Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart?
I've got the best of interventions
Chicago, in fashion, the soft drinks, expansion
Oh, God of Progress
The Ferris Wheel
Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level
Like the Ferris Wheel
Chicago, the New Age, but what would Frank Lloyd Wright say?
Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart?
I cried myself to sleep last night
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
Where have your walls gone?
We were asked at the attitudes they reminded us of death
Take us to glory
Oh, Columbia
Ancient hieroglyphic or the South Pacific
From Paris, incentive, like Cream of Wheat invented
Classical devotion, architect promotion
I am riding all alone, I am writing all alone
Publisher: NEW JERUSALEM MUSIC PUBLISHING
Oh, great intentions
To improvise on the attitude, the regret of a thousand centuries of death
Cannot all creation call it celebration?
I think about it now
I was hypnotized, I was asked
I am riding all alone, I am running all alone
Oh, great white city
Where have your laws gone?
Songwriter: Sufjan Stevens
For the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me
Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquated
I think about it now
In my infliction
Columbia
Or united nation, put it to your head
Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart?
Typically terrific, busy and prolific
Have you degraded or forgot us?
I think about it now
I think about it now
Amusement or treasure, these optimistic pleasures
Are you writing from the heart? Are you writing from the heart?
Cannot conversations cull united nations?
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