Levi The Poet - It's All Worth Living For lyrics
[Levi The Poet - It's All Worth Living For lyrics]
Please stay
I just had the most godawful cup of coffee
I’ve ever had in my life
You’ve got to try it
I drank it at a local diner
Charging specialty prices
Like they didn't buy it from
Costco three weeks ago
In bulk, "New 3 lb size!" Folger's tubs
– not cans, tubs –
Plastic versions of the ones
My great-grandfather used to spit in
When I was a kid
Boasting "Mountain Grown Quality since 1850
" his: half full of saliva and cancer
Whose threats amounted to little more than
Minced words
When dementia beat his gums to the punch
Look – eventually –
We're all going to have to leave
But slow down, stay a while
Let's not force it
Gg used to shuffle down the hallway
Through shag carpet that
Covered the house with tentacles
Or a twelve hundred square foot trampoline
Like Jesus
(the only name he never used in vain)
Gliding over storms to take his friend's hand
The old man would float around the corner and
High-five the grandkids
With a thin-lipped grin like
"child, you have no idea what life is"
I want to find out we had to jump
To reach his hand
And the smack of our skin sounded
Like a pop tab cracking
Into the morning Budweiser he'd drink
As religiously as you'd sip a cup of coffee
At 7 am he's all beautiful and
Weathered and leather-skinned like maybe
Gutting so much of that
Dip throughout the years
Finally began challenging just how much
A body can tolerate before it
Starts to break down
I know you ask yourself the same
Question all of the time spit it out
You're still here i'm still here
And still may be as much of a miracle as
Here ever was in the first place
So let's not waste it
We're still here to make a memory, today
Trying to cover up the taste
With cinnamon and mocha powder –
Neither of which quite get the burn out –
But we know how that goes:
You've got enough experience with people
Trying to tame solar flares with
Band aids to know that sprinkling
Platitudes onto the scars
On your arms will not be enough to convince
Someone that life is beautiful
But perhaps the wonder of another human being
Actually subjecting himself to drink this
For the sake of being in your presence will
Anyway, i'll tell you all about
Him if you want but this cup of coffee:
God, it's horrible! – you've got to try it
I want to hear about your family
Tell me about your great-grandfather
And how he got through the Great Depression
And tell me how you'll get through yours
This moment is a part of it breathe
I want to high-five my son's son wearing
Whatever vintage is 65 years from now
With beauty and pain and wonder
And presence written into the
Fault lines all over my face like
"i have made my mistakes and the
Earthquakes are
Real but they shape you
And the ravines created
Are gorgeous places to
Let the sun cast it's shadows through"
We can hold one another's hand in the process
I'll let you squeeze until mine
Breaks if you must but don't let go
Tell me about the love of your life
And what color her eyes are
And whether the tint seems to change
Depending upon what she's wearing that day
My wife's fluctuate between special dark
And milk chocolate
And she is
Worth living
For "please, stay"
I know you need ears to hear
That kind of thing and
I know that those kinds of ears are miracles
I know it's not as simple as being committed
To either life or death
But i know that there is still breath
In both of our lungs so
While there's still time to say it:
"please, stay" stay for the wedding
I swear the first glimpse of her
Rounding the corner like a dream
Transforms you into nothing and everything
All at the same time stay for the reception
For toasts from friends
Whose lives are better off with you
But willing
To subject themselves to the small deaths
That all of us experience
When we have to forego our jealousy
And let the lover in
Stay for the wedding night all
Awkward and
Glorious and
Vulnerable and
Naked and
Unashamed and
Painful and
Empty and
Full and
Imperfect and
Absolutely perfect
Like the dichotomies you are
And always have been like two
Becoming something
Else stay for the fights
They're devastating and necessary and
If you're able to temper the moment then
I will be the lightening rod
You'll need to strike
Over a cup of bad, overpriced diner coffee
At 4 am when the couch springs
Are stabbing you in the back
Or simply stabbing you back
I won't say a word unless you want me to
Stay for forgiveness in the morning
After the sun has gone down on your anger
Or your sadness or your wanton abandon
And mercy still finds
You when he peeks his head
Over the mountains to the east
Stay for every memory
We'll embellish around the dinner table
Until it becomes legend –
Not quite the way it happened
But certainly not a lie –
Memorialized and floral
The way that fiction gets
At truths like laughter
When we tell the stories year after year
And they grow and we're all sure that
"yes, as a matter of fact
It did rain literal cats and dogs
During our darkest nights"
And we thought God was gory
But they're all grace now
And life is movement
And we are healing and breaking
And making and being made all of the time
This coffee tastes like the bad action movies
That my dad used to love i imagine him –
Whose absense i feel
Every time DC introduces another Clark Kent
Who will never quite be Christopher Reeves –
Gulping this mud down
And calling it something absurd like
"delicious, " had he accepted the invitation
Like the way i loved to help him
Light the pilot beneath the hot water heater
In the house we grew up in legend
She needs you he needs you
They need you we need you
I need you please stay
Find what you were made for
I just had the most godawful cup of coffee
I’ve ever had in my life
You've got to try it
It's all worth living for
It tastes like a morning liturgy
And my great-grandfather's high fives
Don't forget that there are voices on
The outside of your head, too
And they sound like futures
And carrying the love that you
Told me about through
The front door of your first home together
And hopes
And camping with your friends making you to
Eat the worm at the
Bottom of some mezcal bottle that
You didn't care for and
Dreams and
Hiking the Blue Trail through coastal
Towns in Northern Italy and
Stopping for bread and wine that
Costs less than water and
Music and
Tucking your daughter into bed at night
The first time she moves
Out of your room and into her big girl bed
And love
And parking tickets
And love
And replacing light bulbs in the bathroom
And love
And the promotion you've been working toward
And love
And being let go
And love
And holding your friends close when
They're breaking into pieces and
Love and
Friends holding you close when
You're breaking into pieces and
Love and
Atrocious cups of coffee and everything that
We have to tell one another
About where we came from and
Where we want to go and
Love and
All of the help needed to get there and
Love and
Being loved and
Love and
Love and
Love and
Love and
Love i just drank the most godawful cup of
Coffee I've ever had in my life
Do you want to try some with me?
I just had the most godawful cup of coffee
I’ve ever had in my life
You’ve got to try it
I drank it at a local diner
Charging specialty prices
Like they didn't buy it from
Costco three weeks ago
In bulk, "New 3 lb size!" Folger's tubs
– not cans, tubs –
Plastic versions of the ones
My great-grandfather used to spit in
When I was a kid
Boasting "Mountain Grown Quality since 1850
" his: half full of saliva and cancer
Whose threats amounted to little more than
Minced words
When dementia beat his gums to the punch
Look – eventually –
We're all going to have to leave
But slow down, stay a while
Let's not force it
Gg used to shuffle down the hallway
Through shag carpet that
Covered the house with tentacles
Or a twelve hundred square foot trampoline
Like Jesus
(the only name he never used in vain)
Gliding over storms to take his friend's hand
The old man would float around the corner and
High-five the grandkids
With a thin-lipped grin like
"child, you have no idea what life is"
I want to find out we had to jump
To reach his hand
And the smack of our skin sounded
Like a pop tab cracking
Into the morning Budweiser he'd drink
As religiously as you'd sip a cup of coffee
At 7 am he's all beautiful and
Weathered and leather-skinned like maybe
Gutting so much of that
Dip throughout the years
Finally began challenging just how much
A body can tolerate before it
Starts to break down
I know you ask yourself the same
Question all of the time spit it out
You're still here i'm still here
And still may be as much of a miracle as
Here ever was in the first place
So let's not waste it
We're still here to make a memory, today
Trying to cover up the taste
With cinnamon and mocha powder –
Neither of which quite get the burn out –
But we know how that goes:
You've got enough experience with people
Trying to tame solar flares with
Band aids to know that sprinkling
Platitudes onto the scars
On your arms will not be enough to convince
Someone that life is beautiful
But perhaps the wonder of another human being
Actually subjecting himself to drink this
For the sake of being in your presence will
Anyway, i'll tell you all about
Him if you want but this cup of coffee:
God, it's horrible! – you've got to try it
I want to hear about your family
Tell me about your great-grandfather
And how he got through the Great Depression
And tell me how you'll get through yours
This moment is a part of it breathe
I want to high-five my son's son wearing
Whatever vintage is 65 years from now
With beauty and pain and wonder
And presence written into the
Fault lines all over my face like
"i have made my mistakes and the
Earthquakes are
Real but they shape you
And the ravines created
Are gorgeous places to
Let the sun cast it's shadows through"
We can hold one another's hand in the process
I'll let you squeeze until mine
Breaks if you must but don't let go
Tell me about the love of your life
And what color her eyes are
And whether the tint seems to change
Depending upon what she's wearing that day
My wife's fluctuate between special dark
And milk chocolate
And she is
Worth living
For "please, stay"
I know you need ears to hear
That kind of thing and
I know that those kinds of ears are miracles
I know it's not as simple as being committed
To either life or death
But i know that there is still breath
In both of our lungs so
While there's still time to say it:
"please, stay" stay for the wedding
I swear the first glimpse of her
Rounding the corner like a dream
Transforms you into nothing and everything
All at the same time stay for the reception
For toasts from friends
Whose lives are better off with you
But willing
To subject themselves to the small deaths
That all of us experience
When we have to forego our jealousy
And let the lover in
Stay for the wedding night all
Awkward and
Glorious and
Vulnerable and
Naked and
Unashamed and
Painful and
Empty and
Full and
Imperfect and
Absolutely perfect
Like the dichotomies you are
And always have been like two
Becoming something
Else stay for the fights
They're devastating and necessary and
If you're able to temper the moment then
I will be the lightening rod
You'll need to strike
Over a cup of bad, overpriced diner coffee
At 4 am when the couch springs
Are stabbing you in the back
Or simply stabbing you back
I won't say a word unless you want me to
Stay for forgiveness in the morning
After the sun has gone down on your anger
Or your sadness or your wanton abandon
And mercy still finds
You when he peeks his head
Over the mountains to the east
Stay for every memory
We'll embellish around the dinner table
Until it becomes legend –
Not quite the way it happened
But certainly not a lie –
Memorialized and floral
The way that fiction gets
At truths like laughter
When we tell the stories year after year
And they grow and we're all sure that
"yes, as a matter of fact
It did rain literal cats and dogs
During our darkest nights"
And we thought God was gory
But they're all grace now
And life is movement
And we are healing and breaking
And making and being made all of the time
This coffee tastes like the bad action movies
That my dad used to love i imagine him –
Whose absense i feel
Every time DC introduces another Clark Kent
Who will never quite be Christopher Reeves –
Gulping this mud down
And calling it something absurd like
"delicious, " had he accepted the invitation
Like the way i loved to help him
Light the pilot beneath the hot water heater
In the house we grew up in legend
She needs you he needs you
They need you we need you
I need you please stay
Find what you were made for
I just had the most godawful cup of coffee
I’ve ever had in my life
You've got to try it
It's all worth living for
It tastes like a morning liturgy
And my great-grandfather's high fives
Don't forget that there are voices on
The outside of your head, too
And they sound like futures
And carrying the love that you
Told me about through
The front door of your first home together
And hopes
And camping with your friends making you to
Eat the worm at the
Bottom of some mezcal bottle that
You didn't care for and
Dreams and
Hiking the Blue Trail through coastal
Towns in Northern Italy and
Stopping for bread and wine that
Costs less than water and
Music and
Tucking your daughter into bed at night
The first time she moves
Out of your room and into her big girl bed
And love
And parking tickets
And love
And replacing light bulbs in the bathroom
And love
And the promotion you've been working toward
And love
And being let go
And love
And holding your friends close when
They're breaking into pieces and
Love and
Friends holding you close when
You're breaking into pieces and
Love and
Atrocious cups of coffee and everything that
We have to tell one another
About where we came from and
Where we want to go and
Love and
All of the help needed to get there and
Love and
Being loved and
Love and
Love and
Love and
Love and
Love i just drank the most godawful cup of
Coffee I've ever had in my life
Do you want to try some with me?