Lyrics Fourth of July - April Base Version - Sufjan Stevens

The evil, it spread like a fever ahead
It was night when you died
My firefly
What could I have said to raise you from the dead?
Oh, could I be the sky
On the 4th of July?

Well, you do enough talk, my little hawk
Why do you cry?
And tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook Burn
Or the 4th of July?
We're all gonna die

Sitting at the bed with a halo at your head
Was it all a disguise
Like junior high?
Where everything was fiction, future and prediction
Now where am I
My fading supply?

Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
My little Versailles

The hospital asked, should the body be cast
Before I say goodbye
My star in the sky?
Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth
Do you find it alright
My dragonfly?

Shall we look at the moon, my little loon
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light

Well, you do enough of talk, my little hawk
Why do you cry?
And tell me, what did you learn from the Tillamook Burn
Or the 4th of July?
We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die

We're all gonna die