All The Trees Of The Field Will Clap Their Hands

If I am alive this time next year
Will I have arrived in time to share?
Mine is about as good this far
And I'm still applied to what you are

And I'm joining all my thoughts to you
And I'm preparing every part for you

And I heard from the trees a great parade
And I heard from the hills a band was made
Will I be invited to the sound?
Will I be a part of what you've made?

And I am throwing all my thoughts away
And I'm destroying every bet I've made
And I am joining all of my thoughts to you
And I'm preparing every part for you, for you



Credits
Writer(s): Sufjan Stevens
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