Sufjan Stevens
American musician, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist.
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Oh, great intentions,
Covenant with the imitation
Have you no conscience?
I think about it now
Oh, God of Progress,
Have you degraded or forgot us?
Where have your laws gone?
Oh, I am not quite sleeping.
Oh, I am fast in bed.
Ah, ah,
Beautiful is the mother.
Ah, ah,
Beautiful is her son.
Planes will crash, He'll never let you down.
So maybe there's a crash coming for the ground,
Seek His face, He'll never let you down.
Worship grace, He'll never let you down.
You gave your body to the lonely,
They took your clothes.
You gave up a wife and a family
You gave your ghost.
To be alone with me.
To be alone with me
You went up on a tree.
I've never met a man who loved me.
Did I make you cry
On Christmas day?
Did I let you down
Like every other day?
Did I make you cry
On Christmas day?
Did I let you down
On Christmas day?
. . .
I stay awake at night
After we have a fight
I'm writing poems about you
And they aren't very nice.
Since it's Christmas, let's be glad
Even if your life's been bad,
There are presents to be had.
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red.
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed,
He kissed them all.
Art is … a reflection of a greater divine creation. There really is no separation.
In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low,
And the cardinal hits the window.
In the morning in the winter shade,
On the first of March, on the holiday,
I thought I saw you breathing.
If I miss my chance, I didn't even try
I'm not one to regret Christmas in July.
But in my best behavior, I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards, for the secrets I have hid.
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