Lirieke: Sufjan Stevens. Djohariah.

(fucktons of chanting)

(Djohariah, Djohariah...)

I know you won't get very far
With the back seat driver and the carpetbagger with the dagger
Heart grabber stuck in your car
And the yard is grown to a hilt
And the money spent money spent where it went, embarrassment,
Embarrassment to pay for the car

And the man who left you for dead
He's the heart grabber back stabber double cheater wife beater
You don't need that man in your life
And you worked yourself to the bone
While the people say what they say, it's the neighbors anyway
They don't know what's good for your life

And I see your head hangs low
In the black shadow, half shadow living room is fitting is
Sitting room is fit for your crying
Don't be ashamed - don't hide in your room
For the woman is, woman is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world

Djohariah, Djohariah

And the time you held to the light
When water ran water ran with the strange attic and
When the walls were wet with your life
And you pushed yourself to the floor
And the spirit went where it went hovering discovering
Uncovering your life on the floor

And the walls were wet with your love
For the mother is, the mother is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world
Don't be ashamed, don't hide from me now
For the woman is the woman is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world

Djohariah, Djohariah

Don't be ashamed, don't cry in the bath
For it's the story of, story of, morning glory story
It's the gloriole that comes to your path
There is a time when the lights will arise
For the mother is, the mother is the glorious victorious
The mother of the heart of the world

Go on, little sister, go on
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours to enjoy
Go on, little sister, go on
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours
Go on, little sister, go on, little sister
For your world is yours, world is yours
All the wilderness of world is yours
Go on, little sister, go on, little sister
For you're beautiful, beautiful
All the fullness of the world is yours