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 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