When I found out you had cancer of the bone
Publisher: NEW JERUSALEM MUSIC PUBLISHING
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
Oh, the glory when you ran outside
Golden rod and the 4-H stone
Songwriter: Sufjan Stevens
On the floor at the great divide
The things I brought you
In the morning at the top of the stairs
And he drove his car to the navy yard
And I almost touched your blouse
I find the card where you wrote it out
And he takes and he takes and he takes
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing
Oh, the glory that the Lord has made
In the morning when you finally go
Sunday night when I cleaned the house
We lift our hands and pray over your body
Just to prove that he was sorry
In the morning in the winter shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
And the cardinal hits the window
But nothing ever happens
I am crying in the bathroom
With the pictures of your mother
When I kissed you on the mouth
When your father found out what we did that night
Tuesday night at the Bible study
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the complications when I see his face
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And the complications you could do without
Your father cried on the telephone
I remember at Michael's house
And you told me you were scared
Oh, the glory when he took our place
In the morning through the window shade
I could see what you were reading
Oh, the glory that the Lord has made
And you told me not to follow you
In the morning in the window
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face