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Sufjan Stevens, "John My Beloved" (Official Audio)
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From the album CARRIE & LOWELL
Buy it: akrec.co/akr099-buy / Album stream: akrec.co/1xuiuN0
Available on Asthmatic Kitty Records

More info: carrieandlowell.com/

LYRICS:
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 manner 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 manner 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, come shield me
From fossils that fall on my head
There’s only a shadow of me; in a manner of speaking, I’m dead
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@drummer4916

9 years ago

"I love you more than the world can contain in its lonely and ramshackle head."  Wow.

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@elizabeth4689

7 years ago

"I am a man with the heart that offends with its lonely and greedy demands." god damn.

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@NewHopeRichieRich

6 years ago

I am in tears thinking of my blue eyed love who has left this world....Michael My Beloved.

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@sofialarramendia7985

2 years ago

i had a neighbour, an old man that ended up being a family friend, he was lonely but he was always smiling along with his dog. he would always greet me when he left for work on his truck, until suddenly he passed away one night. I played this song when i got the news and now every time i listen to it i remember him, i remember how lovely yet lonely he was, mr benitez i hope you know you were loved.

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@buowerc

7 years ago

MY ORDER OF FRIES

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@Sameoldfitup

3 years ago

“Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?”― Tennessee Williams

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@Anonimous1984

6 years ago

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 manner 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 manner 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

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@abillionfollowersbutnovide3234

7 months ago

My name is john and this is my narcissistic jam

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@moldyloaf774

6 years ago

I came from Call Be by Your My NAme and now i am addicted to his voice.

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@danielamarieorcine5094

8 years ago

That last breath on the end. Chills

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@azirsamson6977

9 years ago

This, Fourth of July, Eugene and death with dignity all my favorites

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@tonsoftutorials7028

8 years ago

I love the lyric "i love you more than the world can contain in its lonely and ramshackled head"

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@bambiitree1673

6 years ago

I'm never prepared for when he starts singing.

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@urinarytractinspection4747

7 years ago

Honestly when I listen to Sufjan Stevens. I can't handle it. It's just too much, man. This, Modest Mouse (circa 2000 and before), Neutral Milk Hotel, Bon Iver, David Bowie, Bob Dylan. Man there's just so much music that I just can't handle but I'm only drawn to it. I can't listen to anything else. I'm practically in tears to the point of weeping almost every time I hear it. It's so fucking beautiful. It's so painful. It's so daunting. The fact that people can make music like this appreciates humanity as a whole. It's just beautiful how we can connect to others on this planet. I'm so thankful for that. Because sometimes I just don't feel like I have people in every day life that I can connect with like I can with the pain that comes from art.

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@kerewinshaw

8 years ago

my friend named john died the day this album was released.

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@abbythewasteland5841

8 years ago

theres only a shadow of me in a matter of speaking im dead

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@rc_woshimao957

3 years ago

Hemingway said loving someone is a religious devotion too.

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@JBinOtown

8 years ago

This is so sadly beautiful.

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@valeriamedina94

1 year ago

I love this song and interpret it as an ex-lover story. But today something clicked in my brain and I realized it's also about John as the Jesus disciple. Love Sufjan Stevens lyrics, they never cease to amaze me.

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@ImpossibleSoul523

8 years ago

The confounding words of this song are all of the "you's" and "my's." If the third stanza were taken literally, it would actually be Jesus talking, as his was the cheek that was kissed by Judas. The earlier line "Beloved OF John, I get all wrong" is somehow resolved here, as (Jesus, as I am presuming) speaks John's true identity; Beloved MY John. John is securely his, and with that knowledge Jesus carries on until the day of his death (so I'll carry on, counting my cards down to one). Christ's fossil though--his memory, the way he will be remembered and thought about--is bright in the sun, which is the great physical sustainer of life and the greatest symbol of life that we have. Without it, there would be no life. The fossils from before, the memories of other lovers, perhaps, do not have life at all ("covered in lines, the fossils I find--have they no life of their own?"). The song contrasts Stevens' human lovers, his love for his mother (second stanza), and the love of Jesus. These musings inspire the last three lines: Jesus, I need you; shield me from my ugly, painful, death-filled history with YOUR history, which is indeed resurrection and life out of death. This is why, though the phrase is colloquially "manner of speaking," he actually sings "matter of speaking." If it's a manner of speaking, then he is absolutely dead; the phrase implies that what he speaks is the truth, expressed in a certain way but true nonetheless. If it's a matter of speaking, then he is absolutely dead in that matter. If he is the one who speaks, then he is dead. But there is another matter--the matter of Christ himself, who has spoken and called John his beloved. On a more grandiose and cosmic level, in John 1 we read that Christ is the Word itself and the source of life, through whom all things were made and without whom nothing would exist, much like the sun. Because of this matter, Stevens is not dead at all.

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