Justin Rutledge - The Devil's On A Bench In Stanley Park lyrics

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The devil's on a bench<br />

In Stanley Park<br />

She's a girl<br />

Who looks like you<br />

But only when it's dark<br />

The January sun<br />

Sets on her eyes<br />

Collapses on a landscape<br />

Filled with neon butterflies<br />

<br />

The Devil wears<br />

A bracelet made of bronze<br />

She offers me calligraphy<br />

And puts the kettle on<br />

Out on Commercial Drive<br />

It's growin' dark<br />

The rest is rust<br />

And stardust<br />

In a vacant<br />

Arctic Heart<br />

<br />

Don't bury me<br />

Very far<br />

From where you'll be<br />

Emily<br />

No don't bury me<br />

Very far<br />

From where you'll be<br />

Emily<br />

Emily<br />

<br />

The devil has<br />

A hundred thousand names<br />

These are girls<br />

Who look like you<br />

But only when it rains<br />

So when I'm on the highway<br />

Of the Lord<br />

I have to take a shortcut<br />

To the one that I adored<br />

<br />

Don't bury me<br />

Very far<br />

From where you'll be<br />

Emily<br />

Don't let them bury me<br />

Very far<br />

From where you'll be<br />

Emily<br />

Emily<br />

Sweet Emily