▲ 35 r/Sufjan
Eugene
From the bed near your death, and all the machines that made a mess.
Far away the falcon flew.
Some of Sufjan’s greatest lyricism are in the subtle things. Like here, visiting a scene by a hospital bed, intimate and right in the moment; then widening the narrative to a flying falcon, as life goes on.
u/GNB-Softball-Team — 10 days ago