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My God, it's good to see you
Right here in the flesh
Where we can turn the stuff we need to
Get off of our chests
Into something we can sing through
Something we can sing through
The work that lies ahead
As one beleaguered people
A camel being threaded through whichever blessed needle
Before we forget
This place was our cathedral
These strangers were our friends
Sing ho for the gatherings
We took them for granted then
Didn't we?
O fellow celebrants
Ah but fool us once right?
Ho for the gatherings
For having what we had again
Now that we
Know fellow celebrants
What the hell it meant?
It's more than good to see you
It might be the cure
The opportunity to be who
We played like we were
To be echoes that ring truer
Than the shouts before
That was me preaching communion
Even as I prayed for space
Til it was granted in such profusion
That I've about lost my taste for it
And saying what I'm doing
While what I'm really doing
Keeps me from doing what I say
Sing ho for the gatherings
We took them for granted then
Didn't we
O fellow celebrants
Ah but fool us once right?
Ho for the gatherings
For having what we had again
Now that we
Know fellow celebrants
What the hell it meant?
Damned if we let the clock tell
Us when it's time for bed
'Cause it'll take a couple cocktails
Just to pick up the threads
We'd given up for lost till
Given up for lost till
The world finally stopped ending
Yes only
Once we've
Woven them together
Will we sleep like the blessed
Having given back the devil
Satisfied that heaven's always been in this cathedral
It's always been in this cathedral
Been in this cathedral
Heaven's always been in this cathedral
That we all
Rebuild nightly together
Creek Nickel Chords
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