Vesuvius, I am here
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You are all I have
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Fire of fire, I'm insecure
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For it has all been made to plan
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Though I know I will fail
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I cannot be made to laugh
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For in life as in death
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I'd rather be burned than be living in ?
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Vesuvius, are you ghost?
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Or the symbols of light? Or of fantasy host?
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In your breast I carry the form
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The heart of the earth and the weapons of warmth
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Vesuvius, the tragic oath
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For you have destroyed the elegant smoke
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Oracle, I fought him at last
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They were the feast of a permanent blast
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Vesuvius, oh be kind
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It hasn't occurred, no it hasn't been said
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Sufjan, follow the path
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It leads to an article of eminent death
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Sufjan, follow your heart
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Follow the flame, or fall on the floor
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Sufjan, the panic inside
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The murdering ghost that you cannot ignore
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Vesuvius, fire of fire
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Follow me now, as I ?
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Follow me now, or follow ?
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Why does it have to be so hard?
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Vesuvius
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| Sufjan Stevens |
