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Lyrics:
When I am dead and the light leaves my breast
Nothing to be told, nothing to confess
Let the record show what I couldn’t quite confess
For by living for myself I was living for unrest
Then the evidence came back In a chariot of vindication Something to behold, glorious in its path
But the prophecy fell back as it gave to me an invitation Show them what is right, show them what is blessed
Chorus...
But now it strikes me far too late again
That I was asking far too much of everyone around me
And now it strikes me far too late again
That I should answer for myself as the Ascension falls upon me
So what should be said of a life that leaves its mess?
For once your life was sold it could never be possessed
You were selfishly as a continent, you were finally at your best For you favored for yourself when selfishness was blessed
Then Cordelia came back in a chariot hallucination
Something to rejoice, glorious in its wrath
But the prophecy was a pantomime as came to me in accusation Show them what is right, show them what is best
Chorus...
But now it strikes me far too late again
That I was asking far too much of everyone around me
And now it strikes me far too late again
That I should answer for myself as the Ascension falls upon me
And now it frightens me, the thought against my chest
To think I was asking for a reason
Explaining why everything’s a total mess
And now it frightens me, the dreams dreams that I possess To think I was acting like a believer
When I was just angry and depressed
And to everything there is no meaning A season of pain and hopelessness
I shouldn’t have looked for revelation
I should have resigned myself to this
I thought I could change the world around me I thought I could change the world for best
I thought I was called in convocation
I thought I was sanctified and blessed
But now it strengthens me to know the truth at last That everything comes from consummation
And everything comes with consequence
And I did it all with exultation
While you did it all with hopelessness
Yes I did it all with adoration
While you killed it off with all of your holy mess
What now? What now? What now? What now?
Credits:
Sufjan Stevens: drums and percussion, Prophet 08, Prophet X, piano, vocals
Views : 205,824
Genre: Music
Date of upload: Sep 24, 2020 ^^
Rating : 4.943 (40/2,785 LTDR)
RYD date created : 2022-04-09T00:23:22.524055Z
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YouTube Comments - 189 Comments
Top Comments of this video!! :3
Best song i ever heard. Forgotten peace races back to me. It was inside me the whole time. Wow. Thank you.
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My older brother was a huge admirer for Sufjans work since the day I have recommended him. He passed away this year. How much I wish that he could listen to this beautiness. "I thought I could change the world around me." Well, Sufjan's music did change mines since his release of 'Carrie and Lowell'. The desperation in his softly voice surrounds me like I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every moment I am listening to him.
176 |
This song is criminally underrated.
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My fave of the album.
"But now it strikes me far too late again
that I was asking far too much of everyone around me."
This all speaks far too strongly to me.
163 |
The amount of pain in his voice is vastly overwhelming in the most beautiful way.
35 |
It's so nice to see someone learning and growing, not abandoning the path or running from themselves, even though the life lessons are sometimes hard af.
He is my great inspiration. Also for showing his heart to the world. That's something I want to learn now. Sharing the art without fear and shame. There is a big almost magical strength in honesty.
Thank you ❤️
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Listening to this now. It's like being given oxygen at the critical point of need. Thank you.
39 |
I feel like this is a sentiment many people can relate to right now. Helplessness. Throwing in the towel. Thinking what our efforts were good for. I find this song really poignantly sad..
51 |
This song gives birth to something ancient and sacred inside of me. Thank you Sufjan. 🙏✨
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You've moved others deeply & dearly with your beautiful heART! I've lived with cancer for 8 years. Its your music on repeat that helps soothe my weary soul. Oh Sufjan, you'll be BLISSED!
34 |
Early interviews had me a little worried, but this song assured me Sufjan still holds a light to help us to see each other with more love
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When I am dead and the light leaves my breast
Nothing to be told, nothing to confess
Let the record show what I couldn't quite confess
For by living for myself, I was living for unrest
Then the evidence came back in a chariot of vindication
Something to behold, glorious in its path
But the prophecy fell back as it gave to me an invitation
Show them what is right, show them what is blessed
But now it strikes me far too late again
That I was asking far too much of everyone around me
And now it strikes me far too late again
That I should answer for myself as the ascension falls upon me
So what should be said of a life that leaves its mess?
For once your life was sold, it could never be possessed
You were selfishly as a continent, you were finally at your best
For you favored for yourself when selfishness was blessed
Then Cordelia came back in a chariot hallucination
Something to rejoice, glorious in its wrath
But the prophecy was a pantomime as it came to me in accusation
Show them what is right, show them what is best
But now it strikes me far too late again
That I was asking far too much of everyone around me
And now it strikes me far too late again
That I should answer for myself as the ascension falls upon me
And now it frightens me, the thought against my chest
To think I was asking for a reason explaining why everything's a total mess
And now it frightens me, the dreams that I possess
To think I was acting like a believer when I was just angry and depressed
And to everything there is no meaning, a season of pain and hopelessness
I shouldn't have looked for revelation, I should have resigned myself to this
I thought I could change the world around me
I thought I could change the world for best
I thought I was called in convocation
I thought I was sanctified and blessed
But now it strengthens me to know the truth at last
That everything comes from consummation, and everything comes with consequence
And I did it all with exultation while you did it all with hopelessness
Yes, I did it all with adoration while you killed it off with all of your holy mess
What now?
What now?
60 |
Song of the Year
19 |
This song blew me away. The composition, the mood, the intensity and the confrontation! overwhelming! I always liked ‚Suf‘. He is special. Now I love him. Thx for this also the whole Album.
30 |
Post-religion is a tough place to be for me. Sufjan is one of the few places I can still feel part of something bigger. Thanks for years of good feels.
20 |
Goosebumps for 5:57 minutes. ❤️ This is what I'd blast on my spaceship, if I had one.
33 |
As a Hongkonger trapped in a totalitarian nightmare and fighting helplessly for a lost cause on a day to day basis, u had no idea what this song means to me. The irony is, the only thing that gets us through all these desperate times and hopelessness is a naive clinging to hope. In Milk's words, you gotta give them hope. Thank you, Suf. Hope is brave and beautiful.
57 |
I definitely feel like I understand this song today, in the midst of depression, discouragement, and self-forced acceptance.
5 |
Not only the best from the album but also one of the best songs he ever made.
8 |
@alexmeechan15
3 years ago
One of the best songs Sufjan has ever written imo
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