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Sufjan Stevens All Delighted People

All I had hoped for I kept inside your car The rabbit in the barn Most of all I wait I wait beside the door; I wait beside the door All I was wrong

All delighted people raise their hands I'm not easily confused I feel alive, I feel it growing in the room All delighted people raise their hands, all

All delighted people raise their hands I'm not easily confused I feel alive, I feel it growing in the room All delighted people raise their hands, all

All delighted people raise their hands I'm not easily confused I feel alive, I feel it growing in the room All delighted people raise their hands, all

m tired of prices; I?m tired of waiting for something I have a right to know what?s in store; to know what should be said Could I have it all for a night

there?s a room for us to speak alone And if it grieves you to stay here, just go, oh oh oh oh For I have no spell on you, it?s all a ghost Mm-mmm I

?m tired of prices; I?m tired of waiting for something I have a right to know what?s in store; to know what should be said Could I have it all for a

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

When your heirloom?s wilted brown When the devil?s pushing down When your mourning has a sound And you hesitate to laugh How quickly will your joy pass