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