Revival - Gregory Porter

Fire, embers until ashes The arms of thy witness Goes deeper and deeper The arms of thy witness All will dawn Fire, as lightning that crashes The arms of thy witness Reach deeper and deeper Descending from thunder All will dawn Wilder Release me From all that we have done I just want to breathe in Without roots chasing me I have been revived Lightning has strucken me Suffer as long as I live

It's been a long year Can we all agree? Feels good to be back in Tennessee Ain't no place I'd rather be Sittin' next to you, next to me How you been? How you been? How you been? Pickin' right up with some real old friends This whole long it should be a sin But, here we are again We're having a revival Good lord hallelujah These red dirt road disciples Got spirits runnin' through us It's Roundhead reminiscin' And tale gate conversation Yeah We got this down home, home town congregation Havin' a revival Revival, revival Havin' a revival Revival, revival Six strings by the fire Everybody's singin' like the choir Another year older and wiser But we ain't gonna act our age (No way!) How you feel? How you feel? How you feel? Ain't it kinda nice seein' mud on the wheels? All these trucks circled up in a field Just like we used to do We're havin' a revival Good lord hallelujah These red dirt road disciples Got spirits runnin' through us It's Roundhead reminiscin' And tale gate conversation Yeah We got this down home, home town congregation Havin' a revival Revival, revival Havin' a revival Revival, revival Call us prodigal suns All them town pull some fun We've been gone but we're back Like we hain't never left Yeah we're boot-scootin' dancin' And clappin' our hands Like a family and a man feelin' blessed Havin' a revival Good lord hallelujah These red dirt road disciples Got spirits runnin' through us It's Roundhead reminiscin' And tale gate conversation Yeah We got this down home, home town congregation Havin' a revival Good lord hallelujah These red dirt road disciples Got spirits runnin' through us It's Roundhead reminiscin' And tale gate conversation Yeah We got this down home, home town congregation Havin' a revival Revival, revival Havin' a revival Revival Yeah

I wasn't born yesterday I've succumb to your wicked ways So I'm movin' up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Seem to think I'm your property And your misconduct is trashing me Now I'm searching for the debris For the debris, for the debris I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I wasn't born yesterday I've succumb to your wicked ways So I'm movin' up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Seeking sabotage any which way The damage done now, wouldn't you say? You really rub me up the wrong way Up the wrong way, up the wrong way. I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me Vandalism Vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism

Saw a '95 F150 at a stoplight Looked a lot like yours But it didn't have that learn-to-drive stick shift dent That I put in the door Or that Sunshine State sticker on the gate We'd got in a spring break town Damn, it's been a minute since I've been in it Now I'm thinkin' bout Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Do you keep a hoodie in the backsеat Like you did for me, in case shе gets cold? Is my cherry lip gloss still there in your glove box? Wonder if she knows that I was her that summer Laid back in your shotgun seat Ain't gonna lie, yeah, sometimes I still wish it was me Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat? Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's picking up the phone on a Friday night When you call saying, "Babe, be ready in five" When you pull in the drive, who's climbing inside? Making memories with you that could've been mine Whose hand's out the window when the window's down? Who's turning up the radio way too loud? Oh-oh Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading by now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? (Who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now?