Did you get enough love my little dove

The track, of which Steven released two new versions indepicts a conversation between Sufjan and Carrie as she dies. He grew up in Michigan with his father and stepmother after Carrie, who had depression, schizophrenia, and alcoholism, left the family when Sufjan was an infant.

By this he wants to tell her that Even though life is so short flash of light in the darkness I wanted to spend this moment with you. Carrie is the name of his mother, who left the family when Sufjan was young, and later died of cancer in This song is a presumably imagined conversation between Sufjan and her. This review elaborates more: consequenceofsound. I should clarify that I noted her name being "Carrie" to point out that she's half of the album's namesake.

Did you get enough love my little dove

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. SBI who don't know that humans need attention. He can imagine that Phil would be a good hugger. Really nice. Tommy would sink into him and Phil would hold him up and maybe laugh a little because it always amuses him when Tommy the Big Massive Scary Human plays helpless. Techno gets imaginary second place, mostly because space is always cold and Techno is always warm. Tommy may not know how to pronounce the name of his species but he does know that pig-somethings are walking furnaces. Then, Wilbur. Something that scared him. Where Techno had bristled and straightened and had no qualms about tossing Tommy to the floor, malnourished and all, Wilbur had flinched and cowered until Phil had sent him away. Even a hair ruffle or a shoulder pat or a fucking— a high five.

Work Text: Aliens are shit at giving hugs. Not clearly, anyway. A shoulder to fall asleep against, a hand to lift from the training room floor — Techno.

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. Work Search: tip: words The Start Of Something New 2. The Pube 4.

By this he wants to tell her that Even though life is so short flash of light in the darkness I wanted to spend this moment with you. Carrie is the name of his mother, who left the family when Sufjan was young, and later died of cancer in This song is a presumably imagined conversation between Sufjan and her. This review elaborates more: consequenceofsound. I should clarify that I noted her name being "Carrie" to point out that she's half of the album's namesake. When uses the flying bugs and birds to refer to his mother, I think he is creating the image of her "flying" into the sky, like going up to heaven after she passed.

Did you get enough love my little dove

Sufjan Stevens Lyrics. The evil, it spread like a fever ahead It was night when you died, my firefly What could I have said to raise you from the dead? Oh, could I be the sky on the Fourth of July? Tell me, what did you learn from the Tillamook burn? Or the Fourth of July? We're all gonna die" Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head Was it all a disguise, like junior high? Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction Now, where am I?

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A New Familiar Face 9. Scattered through the greenhouse are lines of flowerbeds, glass shelves of baby sprouts, and — strangely — a brown sofa, shoved against one of the walls. An open grave. He thinks of a worn, brown sofa and crawling plants and he is sure that Wilbur is thinking of the same moment. Tommy gently pushed the sleeves of his blue sweater up, revealing some nasty bruises of all different colours. That is not why he pesters Techno into fighting him today. He let out a sigh of relief and made his way over. More Sufjan Stevens Lyrics. But here Tubbo was, standing in front of him and all Tommy could do was let little bits of his rage seep through. His wings bat anxiously against his back like sentient things, stretching towards him even as Phil forces them to curl away. It stings. His grip was so tight as he descended that his knuckles began to turn white. Please, his shaking hands scream. Some other important notes: Trigger warnings will be posted at the start of each chapter but the main ones to watch out for including in this chapter are: -Referenced abuse and emotional manipulation -Suicidal thoughts and ideations -ED thoughts and ideations -Mentioned Neglect -Past Death -Scars mentioned Not SH -Self Sabotage I will add more as necessary and before chapters if it is necessary it may be difficult to avoid these concepts for the entirety of the fic so just be safe when reading.

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If she has a problem with me posting this I will take it down. His shoelaces had broken long ago so the remaining threads were tucked into the sides. Both of them nod, like they know more about him than he does. Then, his hands are sliding securely beneath Tommy, hefting him up like he weighs nothing. Of course, Tommy. Each one had some messy handwriting, which could only be described as chicken scratch, that seemed to describe what was in each chest. He opened it up and smiled seeing some of the gauze bandages he could wrap around his arms. Remember Me. I get it. The two are back together after a long period apart, and get around to enjoying a bunch of fun activities while rekindling the flames of their romance. The physical scars would heal, but the mental scars were going to last a lifetime. All he can do is sit here and break apart. Article continues below advertisement.