"It's already 3:30."
Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens...
I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck...
Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you
On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom
In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low...
Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see His face
In the morning in the window
Oh the glory when He took our place
But He took my shoulders and He shook my face
And He takes and He takes and He takes...
-Sufjan Stevens