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Rain bird, laughing in the olive tree, la la dee dah
Collared shirt, with the alabaster altarpiece, you gave to me
Summer sweet, some forgiven
Your advice is all that seems to matter much to me
Call it sweet, call it something paradise
Is it the right word you designed for me?
Is it the broken word or good advice I need?
Is the half as sweet set aside for me?
Is it mysterious? Is it something ripe and sweet?
Snowbird, your sister said she needed me, la la dee dah
Show them first, show them what you did for me, la la dee dah
Quiet sound, and little soldier sent beneath
And epaulets that covered every shoulder
Call it sweet, come take
Forget the things I said, to please
Is it the right word you designed for me?
Is it the broken word or good advice I need?
Is the tapestry set beneath my wings?
Is it mysterious, glorious? Indeed
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Quiet room, I need you now
Is it the right word?
Is it the broken word?
Is it the tapestry?
Is it the majesty?
Is it the right word?
Is it the broken word?
Is it the tapestry?
Is it the majesty?
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Quiet room, I need you now
Collared shirt, with the alabaster altarpiece, you gave to me
Summer sweet, some forgiven
Your advice is all that seems to matter much to me
Call it sweet, call it something paradise
Is it the right word you designed for me?
Is it the broken word or good advice I need?
Is the half as sweet set aside for me?
Is it mysterious? Is it something ripe and sweet?
Snowbird, your sister said she needed me, la la dee dah
Show them first, show them what you did for me, la la dee dah
Quiet sound, and little soldier sent beneath
And epaulets that covered every shoulder
Call it sweet, come take
Forget the things I said, to please
Is it the right word you designed for me?
Is it the broken word or good advice I need?
Is the tapestry set beneath my wings?
Is it mysterious, glorious? Indeed
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Quiet room, I need you now
Is it the right word?
Is it the broken word?
Is it the tapestry?
Is it the majesty?
Is it the right word?
Is it the broken word?
Is it the tapestry?
Is it the majesty?
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Don't stop, don't break
You can delight because you have a place
Quiet room, I need you now
Lyrics submitted by y2penni
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I say this because I know Sufjan has mentioned in a few interviews that he is disillusioned with institutionalized mass groups of people who are religious and "confess the same things [he does] spiritually" but have no faith. Also he said, before performing this song in Williamsburg (see on youtube) that "when the lion lays down with the lamb... this is the melody they'll hear." The Holy Spirit is the spirit of God on earth in this age, the provider of comfort and faith. He is described as a dove because he can easily fly away if he is not welcome in the given environment, but if he stays, he is pure, graceful and majestic. This nature is paralleled in the title of this song, is it not?
Another gem I found is "Christmas in the Room" off of the unreleased Songs for Christmas Volume 8. It's not that hard to find, and it is a BEAUTIFUL song for those who are interested.
The rain bird seems to me to be the life of innate, effortless grace, where God’s presence is obvious and manifest.
The majesty snowbird is the more common life of quiet suffering, the snow falling upon us, piling high on our shoulders like epaulets. But if we endure it, if we soldier through, we will emerge into the majesty from “winter” before those with an easier life (or before we ourselves would had we not been blessed with hard life lessons).
The chorus is God saying, don’t let the suffering break you. Know you have a place and that I am there with you. This life is the life i designed for you because it’s the life you need.
Thinking about this reminded me of the documentary Into Great Silence. There’s almost no dialogue in the film, which examines life in a monastery in Europe…but toward the end one of the monks speaks. He’s blind, decrepit, and looks to have been there for decades. He says he is thankful that God has made him blind, because he knows that God is both infinitely good and infinitely wise and therefore his blindness is a gift God has given him for the good of his soul.
Some may know by word alone, some need suffering to drive them to contemplation and through that find God.
I analyze a lot of sufjan songs here: mindthatknowsitself.tumblr.com
Know yourself and what you are capable of and not capable of, ask what type of god is worth worshipping without undue respect to what others think, and you will find the majestic snowbird. amen.