Song for Myla Goldberg

[Verse 1]
Myla Goldberg sets a steady hand upon her brow
Myla Goldberg hangs a crooked foot all upside down

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around

[Verse 2]
Pretty hands do pretty things when pretty times arise
Seraphim and seaweed swim where stick-limbed Myla lies

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around
It comes around, it comes around

[Chorus]
Still now you're waiting to grow
Inside you're old
Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Put paper to pen to spell out "Eliza"

[Verse 3]
We begin with sticky shins make sticky then our shoes
Shoes beget to clothes and hat till sticky's sticking too

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Funiculi funicula, funiculi funicula
Funiculi funicula, funiculi funicula
Funiculi funicula, funiculi funicula
Funiculi funicula, funiculi funicula

[Verse 4]
Listen in as shin-kicked Jim relates his story sad
About a boy who kicked until his shins were all but rubber bands

[Pre-Chorus 3]
But now I know New York, I need New York
I know I need unique New York
I know New York, I need New York
I know I need unique New York

[Chorus]
Still now you're waiting to grow
Inside you're old
Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Put paper to pen to spell out "Eliza"

[Outro]
"Eliza"
"Eliza"