The Midnight Clear - Sufjan Stevens

It came upon the midnight clear:

That glorious sign of old

Enraptured secret sign of fear

In brave disguises

Old shoes and thirty feet

The prophet sighed of prophecy

I resign to petty things

Like angels bending on their knees

Do you delight, do you delight in me?

(I laughed about it)

Come to me now, come to me now and bring

(That rapturous moment)

I wasn’t changed, I wasn’t changed one bit

(Though you may doubt it)

And I don’t suppose, I don’t suppose you care?

(To ask about it)

The dead of winter takes a grip

And moves around us

All night our labors clap and kiss

Like working mothers

Old wounds and thirty feet

The clock it sounds of properties

I resign to glorious things

Like angels bending on their knees

Do you delight, do you delight in me?

(I laughed about it)

Come to me now, come to me now and bring

(That rapturous moment)

I wasn’t changed, I wasn’t changed one bit

(Though you may doubt it)

And I don’t suppose, I don’t suppose you care?

(To ask about it)

I will delight, I will delight in this

(Though you may doubt it)

Come to me now, come to me now, my kiss

(And ask about it)

I will delight, I will delight in this

(Though you may doubt it)

Come to me now, come to me now, my kiss