I don’t like it anymore! Now that I’ve typed it out I don’t like it!

Close your eyes and bow your head

Leave me alone or let me go

I know you see me

My mind is locked inside your camera box

All I see is what you see of me

So I’ll act out what you want

I’ll string up where you’ve strung me

I’ll be held as I’m molded

Thrown in hell and you won’t save me

Even if you could

All I see is what you see of me

Tantalus, Tantalus,
We are tourists on a bus,
Now the skies are watching us

(Source: Spotify)

I wrote this roughly 18 months ago, didn’t really take it seriously until now.


“My house shall be called a house of prayer, but you are making it a robbers’ den”


Even voices in my head crack

bakester:

allerleirauhh:

Sufjan, Lift Up Your 37-Year-Old Head! (Celebrate! Party! Eat Cake!)

The Party Hat Looks Nice on You

Now That I’m Older

Get Real Get Presents

All Delighted Birthday Boys Raise Their Hands

Enjoy your Birthday

Age of Awe(some)

To eat cake With You

the Birthday’s Quintessential Excitement

Come on! Feel the wrapping paper!

For the winners in Paradise, throwing you a party

Joy! Joy! Joy! 

(After all the fun…)

“Too Much cake”

“Rice Pudding”

“All for Myself”

“A Good bathroom Is Hard To Find”

“Oh God Where Are You Now?”

“I Want To Be Well”

Trouble falls
in my home,
Troubled man,
Troubled stone

(Source: Spotify)

fuckyeahsufjanstevens:

Sufjan Stevens, Nico Muhly, Bryce Dessner - Jupiter (second half) @ Vivid LIVE

OH my God unbelievable.

(Source: franiefroufrou)

I have twelve followers. I just noticed I have twelve followers. You few, you happy few who read this now - I implore you:

Which one of you fuckers is Judas? Tell me right now.