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Uploaded by on May 30, 2009

Owen Pallett performs The Great Elsewhere from the forthcoming Final Fantasy album "Heartland" at St Georges Hall, Bristol, England on 27 May 2009

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  • This is so very brilliant... I don't even have the words to describe how very much I'm in love with this song. It's currently on a non-stop loop through my brain. What a superb performance!!!!

  • i constantly have to cry when I hear this song. i can endlessly cry. it makes me so sad, but I don't know why.

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  • @hyperballad22 but in this version he definitely says seaweed! album version tea leaves...

  • i just love him

  • thought i saw you in my tea leaves...not seaweed o.o

  • lol the order got F'd but that's what he has them as. Hope I don't get marked for spamming. Sorry to the guy who posted this! feel free to copy all that shiz and put it in the descrip and delete my comments or w/e. amazing lyrics amazing song

  • My words were drowned out by the sound

    Of the motors and rowers, the ship as it ran aground

    And from the trees came a thousand soldiers.

    I went down on my knees with a spear in my shoulder.

    About face, about face, I swam back

    To the Victoria. I shiver with the

    Memory, memory of the island dwellers

    And the indifferences of the Storyteller.

  • Followed him out to the end of the pier.

    "Don't come any closer," he cried, "I am afraid

    Of the man I'll become if I lay my

    Life down for a people that I don't even care for."

    Face to his face, I put my

    Hand into his and I tried to tell him, "No,

    I've seen his work upon the panes of cathedrals,

    In the sweat of the workers and the flight of the seagulls."

  • The scar upon my stomach, I call it my Flying V.

    And every time I show it, I can feel your eyes on me.

    How many islands will surrender to the blunderbuss?

    And, how long must we sail before you show your face to us?

  • The Great Elsewhere Talking, what's it good for? Absolutely nothing. Wrestle, let's wrestle. You can pin me to anything. Thought I saw you in the seaweed. Thought I saw you in a forest flame. I'll fill up the silence with the sound of your holy name. Knowledge of the sea-ways, knowledge of how the water flows. Whoever coined the phrase has never had to brave the snow. I climbed the shroud to the top-sail and I peeked through the glass. The curvature bisected by the wintry mizzen mast.
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