Celebrants

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 'em for granted then Didn't we? Oh, 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? Oh, 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 'til (given up for lost 'til) 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) Oh, Heaven's always been in this cathedral That we all Rebuild nightly together