Jacob
Sufjan Stevens
He took his mother's words to song
He put his brother's jacket on
She put a hide upon his hands
To be a hunter and a man
Back down
Want to go down
Want to go down
Anything
His father's vision failed to show
That what the Lord would have him know
He blessed the smell, he blessed the clothes
The liar blessed before he knows
Back down
Want to go down
Want to go down
Anything
And if you take
Give it in time
Give it in time
Give it in time
He blessed the garden and the wine
He made the nations never mind
May those who bless you be the blessed
And may those who curse you be distressed