Sufjan Stevens

His father was a drinker And his mother cried in bed Folding John Wayne's t-shirts When the swingset hit his head The neighbors they adored him For his humor and his conversation Look underneath the house there Find the few living things, rotting fas

Oh my friends I've Begun to worry right Where I should be grateful I should be satisfied Oh my heart I Would clap and dance in place With my friends I have so Much pleasure to embrace But my heart is Returned to sister winter But my heart is As cold

Happy Birthday Sufjan Stevens Like the lantern on a tree Your burden bright as weary be Periwig on parakeet You're God's great paramour and sweet I'm happy, I'm happy Your birthday brings a pardoning I'm happy, I'm happy You're like a bird that will

Lyrics to Holland : All the time we spent in bed Counting miles before we set Fall in love and fall apart Things will end before they start Sleeping on Lake Michigan Factories and marching bands Lose our clothes in summer time Lose ourselves to lose