Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song John My Beloved, artist - Sufjan Stevens.
Date of issue: 30.03.2015
Song language: English
John My Beloved |
Are we to speak, first day of the week |
Stumbling words at the bar |
Beauty blue eyes, my order of fries |
Long Island kindness and wine |
Beloved of John, I get it all wrong |
I read you for some kind of poem |
Covered in lines, the fossils I find |
Have they no life of their own? |
So can we pretend, sweetly |
Before the mystery ends? |
I am a man with a heart that offends |
With its lonely and greedy demands |
There’s only a shadow of me; |
in a matter of speaking, I’m dead |
Such a waste, your beautiful face |
Stumbling carpet arise |
Go follow your gem, your white feathered friend |
Icarus, point to the sun |
If history speaks of two baby teeth |
I’m painting the hills blue and red |
They said beware, Lord, hear my prayer |
I’ve wasted my throes on your head |
So can we be friends, sweetly |
Before the mystery ends? |
I love you more than the world can contain |
In its lonely and ramshackle head |
There’s only a shadow of me; |
in a matter of speaking, I’m dead |
I’m holding my breath |
My tongue on your chest |
What can be said of my heart? |
If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek |
Where there remains but a mark |
Beloved, my John, so I’ll carry on |
Counting my cards down to one |
And when I am dead, come visit my bed |
My fossil is bright in the sun |
So can we contend, peacefully |
Before my history ends? |
Jesus I need you, be near me, come shield me |
From fossils that fall on my head |
There’s only a shadow of me; |
in a matter of speaking, I’m dead |