Vito's Ordination Song
I always knew
you
In your mother's arms
I have called your name
I've an idea
placed in your mind
to be a better man
I've made a crown
for you
put it in your room
and when the Bridegroom comes
there will be noise
there will be glad
and a perfect bed
When you write a poem
I know the words
I know the sounds
before you write it down
When you wear your clothes
I wear them too
I wear your shoes
and your jacket too
I always knew
you
In your mother's arms
I have called you son
I've made amends
between
father and son
Or if you haven't one:
Rest in My arms
Sleep in My bed
There's a design
To what I did and said
~Sufjan Stevens
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