This is great :)

This song is sad and it makes your heart sad too 😢😢

😢😭😭😭😭😭😭🥲

Listening to Side A of "Carrie & Lowell" on heavy rotation on a special night and feeling especially connected to "Fourth of July" inspired my song "You & Me & Sufjan": kzfaq.info/get/bejne/euCThcKH17KwoWQ.html. The live show was also great. Thanks, Sufjan!!

"But I'm still alive". And that's what matters.

Wow ❤ this song perfectly describes my love , and loosing my precious mother.

KURT YOU RULED

They just show Kurt's pin number lol

Questa canzone é incredibile ... ❤

My grandmother died yesterday.. when he says "Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth" I just feel my heart breaks..

I was 23 when I watched my dad take his last breath from a heart attack with the paramedics trying their best; resisting giving up on him even though resuscitated him would likely result in brain damage after so much time. The truth is though, my father at 52 had cheated death so many times. First as an alcoholic and cocaine abuser. After almost going to prison, he cleaned up his act. The he became addicted to legal heroine; pain killers. There were so many times I thought he was going to die from an overdose, but he pushed through. It turns out though that after seeking help through methadone treatment after becoming a grandpa, his heart is what gave up and did him in. I will never forget the light leaving his eyes. When someone dies in front of you, it’s truly watching someone leave their body with an empty shell left behind. This song touches me and reminds me that as heart breaking as this song is, we will all have the light leave our eyes at some point. It’s unavoidable.

You can tell it took him alot to perform this ...❤❤❤

Brilliant portrait of a brilliant man

One of my save song forever 🧎‍♀️

So beautiful. Georgeous music and lyrics ❤

yoruldum yoruldum yoruldum çok yorgunum

this song is so sad even the camera is tearing up at certain points

His mother 😢

It's not related any sad story but i used to learn Englis, i love this language so bad but now i switch to Chinese, whenever i listen to this song it's remind me, it's give all of gud memories, all of sorrows i had been through..... Hope i can fluently Chinese in early time to back to my lovely English.

More please.

I hope he is doing OK. I hope he knows he is so loved.

This song gives me hope. There is an end.

nobody understands, I am gutted and miss her.

damn ur strong af

Ohh ok here we go 😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢

Was listening to a random playlist and this song came up. I ignored it most part of the song thinking it's just like any other slow sad song. Then I heard that "my little Versailles" part and knew right away there was more to this song so I restarted it and I was right 🥹🥹❣️❣️❣️

oh em gee

The ending of this performance hit me so hard. I didn't expect it at all, but the way he turns this sad and melancholic song into a celebration of life is so fascinating. All the lights, it almost feels like a disco, yes, we ARE going to die, but that's the beauty. What would it all mean if it wasn't so short and precious?

2:16 its heaven

this song is so dark, my my

There is a live version of this song I can't find, it was the best. They were dressed in colours and the crowd singed along. Anyone knows what Im talking about?

I don't think I'd survive hearing this livr

Fourth of july sempre será uma obra prima

imissyou mahal:(

We're all gonna die.

Happy fourth ❤

fs makes me cry its ....

My mother died in front of me naked of a violent drug overdose when I was 16. I am about to turn 24 and I still have not gotten over it, no therapist will help me, I have even been turned away for my baggage. I am still mentally 16. I am stuck there and have been for seven and a half grueling years. I downloaded some songs for a flight to see my girlfriend, and this was one of them. Never listened to his music before. Now, it is helping me process and feel her love more than any therapist could ever help me do. Thank God for music. I've searched so long for a song like this..

INJECT THIS SONG IN MY VEIMS I WANNA CRY TILL MORNING

I get goosebumps every time I watch the live performance of sufjan

Hey my cat died in her sleep and I will never forget that.

We will all see them someday, we will be together again.

❤

It reminds me my friend that i lost

This is one of the best live performances I have ever heard

this is one of the most heart breaking live performances ever… keep it up sufjan

My mom was a proud single mom who raised my sister and I all by herself. When the challenges got too much for her, she found relief in beating the shit out of me. I lived in fear all through grade school. It was all the usual instruments. Sometimes a wooden spoon, sometimes a belt, sometimes a broomstick, sometimes a power cord. I remember one time, it was kindling next to the fireplace against my bare bottom. I had to pluck splinters out of the welts in my 9 year old thighs. That one was unique though, one of a kind. For the most part, she stuck to the classics. I was also bullied a lot at school. The worst days, I always knew I could count on her to make me feel better. She would pet my head, assure me that I was loved, and make me the most delicious chocolate chip cookies. Grade school was a confusing time. I never knew if the days were gonna be good or bad. A beautiful sunny day in the garden could turn to terror. A miserable, rainy day could turn to joy. Eventually, I got big enough to stand up for myself. And the next time she swung to hit me, I blocked her hit, struck back with my other hand, and knocked her down. I can still see her crawling confused out of the dirt, her hair flying wildly. A look of rage and fear in her face as I stood over her. The frames of her now-broken glasses awkwardly clinging to her face for dear life. She never hit me after that. But she also stopped caressing me after that. I stopped living in fear of her, but when I came to her with the broken heart of failed teenage love, I was left to figure it out on my own. I graduated, moved away, and lost touch with her. Fell deep into a bong, surfacing only long enough to flail around at punk shows and skate spots. Eventually, we reconnected. Slowly at first, then more and more. She attended my wedding, the birth of my first son. As my children grew older, she volunteered to babysit for them. Her rage would resurface. I had to put my foot down. My wife wasn't tolerating mistreatment of our children. I said to mom, "I can't let you treat them the way you treated me, the way you hurt me." She responded, "What are you talking about? I never abused you." I wanted to scream, to shout, "You threw me across my room when I was 7 years old and split my skull open! I needed 13 stitches! We had a CPS investigation and you threatened me with a belt before the caseworker came over!" Instead, I just shrugged. And made sure not to allow her to be alone around them. Without ever confronting her. You know. Like what a coward would do. Meanwhile, the two of us grew closer and closer. She cheered on my successes in work, boasted about what a great marriage I had, what incredibly imaginative and well mannered kids I had. When I drove home on long commutes, I would call her nearly every day, just to discuss current events. She once asked me why we got along so much better as adults. I jokingly said, "I don't think we were compatible roommates." Her call in September 2021 came out of the blue. She had advanced stomach cancer. She had always been so stubborn about neglecting her healthcare. ("All them doctors are just a buncha pill pushers anyhow"). The cancer had metastasized into her liver and kidneys. She only had a few months to live, and at this point it was just a matter of treating the pain. She was able to attend the wedding of my first born son in October 2021. She stayed a few days after, to watch my two youngest boys go trick or treating. She went home and began discreetly packing and organizing her entire life's belongings into tidy little stacks in different closets. Always organized, never wanting to be a burden. I got the call that she died, on Black Friday. I was packing to go visit her one last time. It felt surreal unpacking the clothes I'd packed for our last visit. 2020 was an absolute mess. None of us deserved the cruelty and depression of that year. I was determined to make sure Christmas 2021 was a success. So I suppressed my grief for my children. We decorated the tree and the house, we drove around almost every night listening to Bing Crosby and Burl Ives croon all the holiday favorites looking at lights. Our Scout Elf was extra creative and Santa Claus was extra generous. And by the time the holidays were behind us, it just felt weird and forced to cave in to the grief. I don't think we're supposed to delay those kinds of feelings. They turn into a mess that just festers away in the bottom of your heart. I'd always heard of Sufjan Stevens but had never really explored his catalogue. I found this song about 2 months ago, and I can't stop listening to it. People tell me that its about a song about a man, estranged from a sub-standard mom, who forgave and reconnected with her, before she died of stomach cancer. Gee, what's that like... I'm obsessed with this song, and its probably not healthy, but it speaks to my very soul. "Did you get enough love, my little dove?" - no, mom, I didn't. I know you struggled with being a single parent. I know you struggled with your own grief, losing your husband so early in your marriage. And you were always so caring, when you needed to be. But my childhood was scary, and sad, and unfair. And I missed him too, god dammit! I should have said more to her. I should have confronted my mom. I should have been braver. Or, maybe forcing her to face the pain she caused, would have been an unfair pain to her. Who knows? Its too late now. There are no great lessons to learn from my confession, other than to keep your hands off of little kids. Mr. Sufjan Stevens, I'm so sorry that we share such a common life path. I pray you've been able to find some kind of meaningful love to accompany it like I have. Thank you so much for the 5 minutes of therapy you've blessed us with.

Why does this song come up after every music video I watch on here, it’s not fair lol

This is the most beautiful and saddest song ive ever heard. <3

The world is harsh life is sad everything will pass and smiling is the best things 😅