Sufjan Stevens - The Pick-Up lyrics

All things past in the pick-up Found my brother's badge Abraham is live and well in the pick-up And his wife casts no more spells In the pick-up Found myself in the pick-up Seatbelt on my lap And my sister with her braids In the pick-up Kissed my mother on the face In the pick-up Clapping with the human race In the pick-up