Fourth of July

Album: Carrie & Lowell (2015)
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  • The evil it spread like a fever ahead
    It was night when you died, my firefly
    What could I have said to raise you from the dead?
    Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

    Well you do enough talk
    My little hawk, why do you cry?
    Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
    Or the Fourth of July?
    We're all gonna die

    Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
    Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
    Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
    Now, where am I?
    My fading supply

    Did you get enough love, my little dove
    Why do you cry?
    And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
    Though it never felt right
    My little Versailles

    The hospital asked should the body be cast
    Before I say goodbye, my star in the sky
    Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth
    Do you find it all right, my dragonfly?

    Shall we look at the moon, my little loon
    Why do you cry?
    Make the most of your life, while it is rife
    While it is light

    Well you do enough talk
    My little hawk, why do you cry?
    Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
    Or the Fourth of July?
    We're all gonna die

    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die
    We're all gonna die Writer/s: Sufjan Stevens
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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