Sufjan Stevens
Confessions

[Verse 1]
Carry a torch for me, Christina
My life's gone face down in the dirt
I've started mixing medications
And now I question my self-worth
I don't need to be some kind of genius
I don't have 10,000 hours of time

[Refrain]
Nothing's as random as the gift of life
And I hope I'm not wasting mine

[Verse 2]
I read through St. Augustine's Confessions
I read Thomas Merton and Thích Nhất Hạnh
I gathered the seeds of contemplation
I fed the birds in my backyard
Hawk takes a sparrow from the feeder
Sparrow takes a berry from the vine

[Refrain]
Nothing feels as random as the gift of life
And I hope I'm not wasting mine

[Verse 3]
Won't you call me if you have the time?
Actually, please call me
I'm at the edges of my mind again
[Verse 4: Denison Witmer & Sufjan Stevens]
Hold my fist piled high with papers
Hold my fist piled high with papers
Half-empty week-old cup of tea
Half-empty week-old cup of tea
Our postcards pinned into the drywall
Our postcards pinned into the drywall
Life in the color of Pak Lee
Life in the color of Pak Lee
Ai Weiwei dropping the Han dynasty
Ai Weiwei dropping the Han dynasty
Can't tell if I should laugh or cry
Can't tell if I should laugh or cry

[Refrain]
Nothing feels as random as the gift of life
And I hope I'm not wasting mine

[Verse 5: Denison Witmer & Sufjan Stevens]
Now my kids run circles through the kitchen
Now my kids run circles through the kitchen
I pour a second glass of wine
I pour a second glass of wine

[Refrain]
Nothing feels as random as the love I've dealt
And I hope I'm not wasting mine
Nothing feels as random as the gift of life
And I hope I'm not wasting mine