Last night I walked a thousand miles
and we paced these city streets ‘till sunrise on Saturday morning
and these rooftop heights betray if for a moment
a thousand dreams we never dared to speak
Last night I got a bit suspicious
and found sand beneath the street and histories carried within ourselves
we screamed manifesto stories across the skyline
and for seven hours left all deceit behind
So this is what it feels like beyond comfortable majorities
beyond scripted experiences and managed hearts
So this is what it feels like
We'll take our poetry from tomorrow,
spent decades underwater but we're coming up for air
It'll be okay
We'll trade our guns for armed desires
and the shackles ‘round our hearts for love affairs subversive as pipe bombs
We'll get lost in crowded shows
and in the bedlam find those perfect memories that never die
God help us when we wake tomorrow if the streets have been swept clean
and our echoes just drone into the traffic
Well we've heard this scam we're in has got no future
but tonight it tastes more durable than death
So this is what it feels like beyond comfortable majorities
beyond scripted experiences and managed hearts
So this is what it feels like
We'll take our poetry from tomorrow,
spent decades underwater but we're coming up for air
This is bigger than ourselves


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