y'all want to write a sad story, listen to this while writing.
beautiful song

it means so much

i love you, sufjan stevens.

omg...........i listened to thee words............omg..i kno how he feels my grandma had cancer my world crashd wen i found out....beautiful sad song.....genius im crying..........

This song is so sad. So pretty.

I can't listen to this song without crying. Truly beautiful.

This is such a beautiful song and yet so depressing...Sufjan is an excellent artist! God Bless him! =DDD

Wow...My eyes kind of welled up when I really listened to the lyrics of this song.

"In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing"

Left me almost speechless.

I've heard this song before, but just actually listened to the lyrics. Wow. It just hit me emotionally like a bus. This is the most beautiful sad song...

Golden rod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes