I should have known better to see what I could see, my black shroud holding down my feelings a pillar for my enemies

I should have wrote a letter and grieve what I happen to grieve, my black shroud I never trust my feelings I waited for the remedy

When I was three, three, maybe four she left us at that video store, Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy, Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy

I'm light as a feather I'm bright as the Oregon breeze My black shroud Frightened by my feelings I only wanna be a relief

No, I'm not a go-getter The demon had a spell on me My black shroud Captain of my feelings The only thing I wanna believe

When I was three, and free to explore I saw her face on the back of the door Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy

I should have known better Nothing can be changed The past is still the past The bridge to nowhere I should have wrote a letter (I should have wrote a letter) Explaining what I feel, that empty feeling

Don't back down, concentrate on seeing The breakers in the bar, the neighbor's greeting My brother had a daughter (Brother had a daughter) The beauty that she brings, illumination

Should Even Know Better by Sufjan Stevens