Wallowa Lake Monster - Sufjan Stevens

As if you know the story of Wallowa Lake

Leviathan first hid in the deep where her children sleep

She kept them hidden from the plague

But have you heard the story of my mother's fate

She left us in Detroit in the rain with a pillowcase

Fortune for the paperweight

We followed her to Joseph near the Indian raid

She wept among the weeds hide and seek for the fallen chief

Spathiphyllum on his grave

And like the cedar waxwing she was drunk all day

We put her in the sheet little wreath candles on the crate

As the monster showed its face

As she waits for her children in the shade

Demogorgon or demigod the ghost parade

No oblation will bring her back to our place

She stayed within the deep end of Wallowa Lake

The undertow refrained with the flame of a feathered snake

Charybdis in its shallow grave

She gave us one last feature the fullness of her face

In the shade of

Hin mah too yah

Red Napoleon

As the demon took her place

As we wait for the waters to reside

Her remarkable stoicism and her pride

When the dragon submerged we knew she had died