Pilgrims

If this was another time, you'd've been one of the holy kind Clasping hands and talking soft to the night Rising up a pilgrim on the road, begging bread for your bowl Waking from this dream you're in now, where you just scroll and scroll Just give me patience, just give me strength Just let me taste that sweetness again I know it's waiting, I feel it just around the bend Just give me patience, I'll get to it yet If this was another time, I'd be coughing in the mine But here we are now getting on a plane and feeling bored in the sky As wildfires take the west, you put the eye mask on your eyes Was there some summer in my youth, before I knew what was dying? You're always leaving, running out of time You're always leaving, running out of time You're always leaving, but you never arrive Just give me patience, just give me strength Just let me taste that sweetness again It's out there waiting, I can see it if I squint Just give me patience, I'll get to it yet