Sleeping At Last - Taste lyrics
[Sleeping At Last - Taste lyrics]
I am alive, I am awake
I am aware of what light tastes like
The curtains drawn, the table set
I want to be, I want to be at my best
It's bittersweet, it's poetry
A careful pruning of my dead leaves
It's holy ground, a treasure chest
I'm on my knees and only scratch the surface
Like fists unraveling
Like glass unshattering
We're breaking all the rules
We're breaking bread again
We're swallowing light 'til we're
Fixed from the inside
Out of the woods, out of the dark
I'm well aware of the shadows in my heart
I want to feel tectonic shifts
I want to be, I want to be astonished
I want to be astonished so I propose a toast
To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering
To breaking all the rules
To breaking bread again
We're swallowing light
We're swallowing our pride
We're raising our glass
'til we're fixed from the inside
'Til we're fixed from the inside
We're nothing less than a work in progress
Sacred text on post it notes
We only speak of a world in pieces
Let's make a map of what matters most
Where every fracture is a running river
Leading us back to our golden coasts
Here's to showing up
To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering
To breaking all the rules
To breaking bread again
We're swallowing light
We're swallowing our pride
We're raising our glass
'til we're fixed from the inside
'Til we're fixed from the inside
I am aware of what light tastes like
The curtains drawn, the table set
I want to be, I want to be at my best
It's bittersweet, it's poetry
A careful pruning of my dead leaves
It's holy ground, a treasure chest
I'm on my knees and only scratch the surface
Like fists unraveling
Like glass unshattering
We're breaking all the rules
We're breaking bread again
We're swallowing light 'til we're
Fixed from the inside
Out of the woods, out of the dark
I'm well aware of the shadows in my heart
I want to feel tectonic shifts
I want to be, I want to be astonished
I want to be astonished so I propose a toast
To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering
To breaking all the rules
To breaking bread again
We're swallowing light
We're swallowing our pride
We're raising our glass
'til we're fixed from the inside
'Til we're fixed from the inside
We're nothing less than a work in progress
Sacred text on post it notes
We only speak of a world in pieces
Let's make a map of what matters most
Where every fracture is a running river
Leading us back to our golden coasts
Here's to showing up
To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering
To breaking all the rules
To breaking bread again
We're swallowing light
We're swallowing our pride
We're raising our glass
'til we're fixed from the inside
'Til we're fixed from the inside