Sufjan Stevens

"Vito's Ordination Song (Demo)"

"Vito's Ordination Song (Demo)"


I always knew you
In your mothers arms
I have called your name
I have an idea

Placed in your mind
To be a better man
I've made a crown for you
Put it in your room

And when the bride groom comes
There will be noise
There will be glad
And a perfect bed

And when you write a poem
I know the words
I know the sounds
Before you write it down

Only wear your clothes
I wear them too
I wear your shoes
And your jacket too

I always knew you
In your mothers arms
I have called you son
I've made amends

Between father and son
Or if you haven't one
Rest in my arms
Sleep in my bed

There is a design
To what I did and said

"Waste Of What Your Kids Won't Have"

"Waste Of What Your Kids Won't Have"


Mad he was, inward
Break her barn, back door

When the water rushed and poured
Took the relatives she stored
So the Father Ghost and Lord
Took the revelation stored

It's a waste of money spent and given
It's a waste of what was, when forgiven
And your children burn their backs in bed
It's a waste of what your kids won't have

When the man took his gun
Put it on your youngest one
Took the curtains off the glass
Took the virgin for what she has

It's a waste of money spent and given
It's a waste of what was, when forgiven
And your children burn their backs in bed
It's a waste of what your kids won't have

It's a waste of what your kids won't have
It's a waste of what your kids won't have

"We Are What You Say"

"We Are What You Say"


We are a servant, we have a song
The side of a beehive, a tabernacle choir
We are the sound working in wars
The bishop is gone to the acolyte shores

We save our Bibles, we pull our sleeves
The word is a guard and the guard is a cleave
We are the right, we are the stay
The accolade's gone, we are what you say

We have no language, we have no chore
The side of a beehive, the bride is a whore
We are a spite, we are at bay
The spirit is life, we are what you say

We have a sermon, we have a song
The bishop is easy, the bishop is wrong
The spirit is right, the spirit will say
We are a light, we are what you say

"We Need A Little Christmas"

"We Need A Little Christmas"


1, 2, 3, 4
Haul out the holly
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again
Fill up the stocking
I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now

For we need a little Christmas, right this very minute
Candles in the window, carols at the spinet
Yes, we need a little Christmas, right this very minute
It hasn't snowed a single flurry, Santa dear, we're in a hurry

So climb down the chimney
Turn on the brightest string of lights I've ever seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough

For I've grown a little leaner, grown a little colder
Grown a little sadder, grown a little older
And I need a little angel sitting on my shoulder
Need a little Christmas now

For we need a little music, need a little laughter
Need a little singing ringing through the rafter
And we need a little snappy happy ever after
Need a little Christmas now

"We Three Kings"

"We Three Kings"


1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travel afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and Sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia
Earth to heav'n replies

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

"We Wish You A Merry Christmas"

"We Wish You A Merry Christmas"


We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Now bring us a figgy pudding
Now bring us a figgy pudding
Now bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer

Good tidings we bring to you and your kin
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

"We Won't Need Legs To Stand"

"We Won't Need Legs To Stand"


So faithful, so few
So pardon and done
And when we receive
We give a change at last

And when we are dead, we all have wings
We won't need legs to stand
And when we receive
To see a change at last

"We're Goin' To The Country!"

"We're Goin' To The Country!"


If you seek a pillow for your head
Or a fitted sheet for Christmas bed
If you see your shadow on the snow
Is it from the baby Jesus glow?
He's going to the country

Find a tree and put in your house
Put a misletoe upon your mother's blouse
If you see a woman dressed in black
Give her up a song and then ask for it back
We're going to the country
We're going to the country
You're mom's going to the country
We're going to the country
The country

"What Child Is This Anyway?"

"What Child Is This Anyway?"


What child is this who lays to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepards watch are keeping

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepards guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him love
The Babe, the Son of Mary

Why lies he in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading

Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.