Sufjan Stevens — The Sleeping Red Wolves

Wake up, wake up, you sleepy red wolves Your time has come to be altered in stars From out of the red river you run Wagging your tails with your backs to the bark All the red stripes of the righteous will get you Yours will be feathered and fallow on farms All of your lives have been lifted in riches Come to me, love to me, all my red stars (La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la) (La la la la la la la la la la) Look up, look up, you sleeping horse men All the confinement that comes to your head From out of the parade they will fall Comе to me, love to me, all my rеd stars All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the red stars the imposter has lived in Don't be afraid, be of what you have given (La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la) (La la la la la la la la la la) (La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la) (La la la la la la la la la la) All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given All the impossible shapes we live in Don't be afraid, be of what we are given (Wide, sharp, different, impossible, stone, stone, stone, stone) (Wide, sharp, different, impossible, stone, stone, stone) Wake up, wake up, you sleepy red wolves Your time has come to be altered in song