Music / Quotes

the walls were wet with your life

saint with haloOne of Master’s recent updates included part of the lyrics to this song. Having never heard of the musician (Sufjan Stevens) i googled… and found the song. i also googled the artist and the meaning of the word, “Djohariah” (his actual sister, apparently). And then i had to look up “gloriole” because it didn’t ring a bell. It’s a halo… y’know… the kind you see behind saints’ heads in paintings? Maybe you knew that… go you!

i’m not linking to the video here because – quite frankly – it hurts my head, this song.

Sorry Sufjan…you seem like a really cool guy

The message, however? i dig that. And so… here it is (courtesy of AZLyrics.com):

Djohariah (Sufjan Stevens)

Chanting…Djohariah, Djohariah . . .

I know you won’t get very far
With the back seat driver and the carpetbagger with the dagger
Heart grabber stuck in your car
And the yard is grown to a hilt
And the money spent, money spent where it went, embarrassment,
Embarrassment to pay for the car
And the man who left you for dead
He’s the heart grabber, back stabber, double cheater, wife beater
You don’t need that man in your life
And you worked yourself to the bone
While the people say what they say, it’s the neighbors anyway
They don’t know what’s good for your life
And I see your head hangs low
In the black shadow, half shadow living room is fitting room is
Sitting room is fit for your crying
Don’t be ashamed – don’t hide in your room
For the woman is, woman is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world
Djohariah, Djohariah
And the time you held to the light
When water ran, water ran with the strange attic and
When the walls were wet with your life
And you pushed yourself to the floor
And the spirit went where it went hovering, discovering
Uncovering your life on the floor
And the walls were wet with your love
For the mother is, the mother is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world
Don’t be ashamed, don’t hide from me now
For the woman is, the woman is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world
Djohariah, Djohariah
Don’t be ashamed, don’t cry in the bath
For it’s the story of, story of, morning glory story
It’s the gloriole that comes to your path
There is a time when the lights will arise
For the mother is, the mother is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world
Go on, little sister, go on
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours to enjoy
Go on, little sister, go on
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours
Go on, little sister, go on, little sister
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours
Go on, little sister, go on, little sister
For you’re beautiful, beautiful
All the fullness of the world is yours

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