As I turned to leave, you looked me right in the eye
And said, "Hey, let's keep talking about art and life."
We walked to the train, I took your hand and I said
"Let's listen to the sounds of the city again."
And I don't understand the pain of being awake, awake, awake
But I know that somehow we will all be together as a beam of light one day
You broke three strings, you were hard on yourself
But it really didn't matter to anyone else
You shared truth, love and hurt, you shared weird blood and dirt
And it all made the pattern of my favorite quilt
And I don't understand the joy of being awake, awake, awake
But I know that somehow we will all be together as a beam of light one day
Oh, my hands are shaking
But my belly is full
And there's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than making memories with you
You're the king of the misfits and the heartsick vagabonds
And the latter-day scholars who all get along
Oh, of course we'll remember, and of course it will fade -
A story as sacred as it is profane
As we all bear our chests to the thick orange sky, we will never be the same
Just for a moment we all shared a body as a beam of light that day
It is pain, it is joy, it is you that keeps me awake, awake, awake
You are the love that will hold us together as a beam of light someday
Oh I know that somehow we will all be together
As a beam of light one day
And said, "Hey, let's keep talking about art and life."
We walked to the train, I took your hand and I said
"Let's listen to the sounds of the city again."
And I don't understand the pain of being awake, awake, awake
But I know that somehow we will all be together as a beam of light one day
You broke three strings, you were hard on yourself
But it really didn't matter to anyone else
You shared truth, love and hurt, you shared weird blood and dirt
And it all made the pattern of my favorite quilt
And I don't understand the joy of being awake, awake, awake
But I know that somehow we will all be together as a beam of light one day
Oh, my hands are shaking
But my belly is full
And there's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than making memories with you
You're the king of the misfits and the heartsick vagabonds
And the latter-day scholars who all get along
Oh, of course we'll remember, and of course it will fade -
A story as sacred as it is profane
As we all bear our chests to the thick orange sky, we will never be the same
Just for a moment we all shared a body as a beam of light that day
It is pain, it is joy, it is you that keeps me awake, awake, awake
You are the love that will hold us together as a beam of light someday
Oh I know that somehow we will all be together
As a beam of light one day
( Jocelyn Mackenzie )
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