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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sufjan Stevens
Piano
Craig Montoro
Trumpet
Julianne Carney
Violin
Katrina Kerns
Background Vocals
Maria Bella Jeffers
Cello
Marla Hansen
Viola
Rob Moose
Violin
Shara Worden
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sufjan Stevens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sufjan Stevens
Producer
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh, great intentions
I've got the best of interventions
But when the ads come
I think about it now
[Verse 2]
In my infliction
Entrepreneurial conditions
Take us to glory
I think about it now
[Verse 3]
Cannot conversations cull United Nations?
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
Cannot all creation call it celebration?
Or United Nation, put it to your head
[Verse 4]
Oh, great white city
I've got the adequate committee
Where have your walls gone?
I think about it now
[Verse 5]
Chicago, in fashion, the soft drinks, expansion
Oh, Columbia
From Paris, incentive
Like Cream of Wheat invented
The ferris wheel
[Verse 6]
Oh, great intentions
Covenant with the imitation
Have you no conscience?
I think about it now
[Verse 7]
Oh God of progress
Have you degraded or forgot us?
Where have your laws gone?
I think about it now
[Verse 8]
Ancient hieroglyphic or the South Pacific
Typically terrific, busy and prolific
Classical devotion, architect promotion
Lacking in emotion, think about it now
[Verse 9]
Chicago, the new age
But what would Frank Lloyd Wright say?
Oh, Columbia
Amusement or treasure, these optimistic pleasures
Like the ferris wheel
[Verse 10]
Cannot conversations cull United Nations?
If you got the patience, celebrate the ancients
[Verse 11]
Columbia
[Verse 12]
I cried myself to sleep last night
And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window
I was hypnotized, I was asked to improvise
On the attitude, the regret
Of a thousand centuries of death
[Verse 13]
Even with the heart of terror
And the superstitious wearer
I am riding all alone
I am writing all alone
[Verse 14]
Even in my best condition
Counting all the superstition
I am riding all alone
I am running all alone
[Verse 15]
And we laughed at the beatitudes of a thousand lines
We were asked at the attitudes
They reminded us of death
[Verse 16]
Even with the rest belated
Everything is antiquated
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
[Verse 17]
Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water level
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
[Verse 18]
And I cried myself to sleep last night
For the Earth and materials
They may sound just right to me
[Verse 19]
Even with the rest belated
Everything is antiquated
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
[Verse 20]
Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water level
Are you writing from the heart?
Are you writing from the heart?
Written by: Sufjan Stevens