Текст песни The Child With the Star on His Head - Sufjan Stevens
Once
in
a
while,
you
may
think
you
see
better
than
the
others
Scrambling
around
in
the
dark
with
your
drum
There
is
a
time
when
young
men
must
grow
up
and
be
brothers
Are
you
afraid
of
growing
too
fast?
And
the
child
with
the
star
on
his
head
All
of
the
world
rests
on
his
shoulders
And
the
mother
with
the
child
on
her
breast
Blessed
is
she
among
women
And
the
trust
we
put
in
things
In
small
ideas,
in
engineering
The
world
of
sports
and
second
best
In
consequences
we
will
not
put
to
rest
Why
crawl
around
in
the
snow
When
you
know
I
am
right
here
Waiting
for
you
to
expect
something
more?
For
I
am
warm,
I
am
calling
you
close
to
my
table
Where
I
have
made
us
a
feast
For
the
year
of
troubles,
they
have
gone
The
winter
brings
a
Christmas
song
And
the
child
with
the
star
on
his
head
All
of
the
world
rests
on
his
shoulders
And
the
mother
with
the
child
on
her
breast
Blessed
is
she
among
women
Does
all
the
world
know
better
than
When
Christmas
comes
the
troubles
end
The
troubles
end,
the
troubles
end
And
by
the
time
there's
nothing
left
An
empty
tree,
a
winter
vest
A
winter
vest,
a
winter
vest
And
all
the
trust
we
put
in
things
In
dictionaries,
in
engineering
In
calendars,
and
television
And
father's
friends,
and
consequences
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