On one of those days when gravity pulls so hard, Hennepin is painted
With people in their cars.
Never mind alarm radios, deadlines, and debates;
I pick up the pace to a well-worn bar-room chair.
There i talk with the ghosts that haunt between
These beams and posts. 'tell me all about yourselves!'
Raise them up.
Here's to the ones that are dead and are gone.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that we love.
That one lays brick, and this one walks the steel.
(These friendly phantoms make this city move)
The one hovering at the end of the bar
Is confined in a cube with a computer.
And he
Has a postcard within reach,
Of a sun setting on a beach that he knows he'll never see.
Raise them up.
Here's to the ones that are dead and are gone.
The young ones stir, wake up, and grow their memories.
As they wait patiently to hear those front door keys.
So if this is what it takes to bring home
The pay then that's what i'm going to do.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that we love.
(Its ok, you don't have to save the world today)
Now all that we ask,
Is this one night in reprieve; drinking, laughing, and forgetting.
Then i will forgive my enemies in the morning, and may God forgive me.
You tried your best now it's fine to say one more time boys:
Raise them up, here's to the ones that we lost along the way.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that remain.
With people in their cars.
Never mind alarm radios, deadlines, and debates;
I pick up the pace to a well-worn bar-room chair.
There i talk with the ghosts that haunt between
These beams and posts. 'tell me all about yourselves!'
Raise them up.
Here's to the ones that are dead and are gone.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that we love.
That one lays brick, and this one walks the steel.
(These friendly phantoms make this city move)
The one hovering at the end of the bar
Is confined in a cube with a computer.
And he
Has a postcard within reach,
Of a sun setting on a beach that he knows he'll never see.
Raise them up.
Here's to the ones that are dead and are gone.
The young ones stir, wake up, and grow their memories.
As they wait patiently to hear those front door keys.
So if this is what it takes to bring home
The pay then that's what i'm going to do.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that we love.
(Its ok, you don't have to save the world today)
Now all that we ask,
Is this one night in reprieve; drinking, laughing, and forgetting.
Then i will forgive my enemies in the morning, and may God forgive me.
You tried your best now it's fine to say one more time boys:
Raise them up, here's to the ones that we lost along the way.
Raise them up because here's to the ones that remain.
Other albums by the artist
Savannah Sessions
2020 · album
Better Out Than In
2018 · album
The Five Stages EP
2016 · EP
Two Legs Bad
2015 · album
The Perfect Shade of Green
2010 · album
From My Parents Basement
2005 · album
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