Spanish Moss - text

Sheer blue, fading to orange and you.
Staring out at the Spanish moss.
Feeling so hopelessly loved.
Stay close, the one I now cherish the most.
I know you can, we've already spent all of the time we've had.

Gallerina, where are my elephants?
Where are my elephants...

We shouldn't say, even if I feel the same.
That cactus sting, oh, it endlessly sings, "Maybe you should keep away."
Love and its death, rumbling around while we slept.
That cactus flower and her glorious power might just be all we have left.

Gallerina, where are my elephants?
Where are my elephants?

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