Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elijah Lyons
Lead Vocals
Original Cast of Illinoise: A New Musical
Performer
Brett Parnell
Acoustic Guitar
Tasha Viets-Vanlear
Background Vocals
Nathan Koci
Music Director
Brandon Ridenour
Trumpet
Christina Courtin
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sufjan Stevens
Composer
Timo Andres
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timo Andres
Producer
Andrew Lulling
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kortney Bernard
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nathan Koci
Producer
Dean Sharenow
Producer
Garth MacAleavey
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Goldenrod and the 4H stone
The things I brought you when I found out
You had cancer of the bone
[Instrumental]
Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car into the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry
[Instrumental]
In the morning, through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading
[Instrumental]
All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth
[Instrumental]
Tuesday night at the Bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens
[Instrumental]
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
All the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you
[Instrumental]
Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother
[Instrumental]
On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom
[Instrumental]
In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window
[Instrumental]
In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March, on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing
[Instrumental]
All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window
All 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
[Instrumental]
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
And now
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
And now
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da
Written by: Sufjan Stevens