Sanoja: Sufjan Stevens. Seven Swans. The Transfiguration.

When He took the three disciples
To the mountainside to pray
His countenance was modified
His clothing was aflame

Two men appeared, Moses and Elijah came
They were at His side
The prophecy, the legislation spoke of
Whenever He would die

Then there came a word
Of what He should accomplish on the day
Then Peter spoke
To make of them a tabernacle place

A cloud appeared in glory as an accolade
They fell on the ground
A voice arrived, the voice of God
The face of God, covered in a cloud

What He said to them
The voice of God, the most beloved Son
Consider what He says to you
Consider what's to come

The prophecy was put to death
Was put to death and so will the Son
And keep your word, disguise the vision
'Til the time has come

Lost in the cloud, a voice
Have no fear, we draw near
Lost in the cloud, a sign
Son of man, turn your ear

Lost in the cloud, a voice
Lamb of God, we draw near
Lost in the cloud, a sign
Son of man, Son of God