HERE’S TO THE HERE

Here’s to the takers, the fakers, the total cheapskaters,
To rain and the sun, and the Michelin man,
Here’s to the lonely, the scared,
the short and long-haired,
Here’s to Yemen and Norway as well,
and here’s to heaven and here’s to hell.

Here’s to grief and here’s to pain;
and to the widows that whisper “never again”,

Here’s to Gaza and ISIS and here’s to our fame,
the threatening promise, the thunder and rain.

Here’s to she that coined I AMsterdam
and to those who were quiet in Nottingham.
Here to the ride, the pride, the slide of man
and the child that failed before she began.

Here’s to being here, so here’s to the here,
Where we felt we were broken in ribbons of fear
Here’s to the secret laced in a tear
And the secret of our anyway being here.

Here’s to the here.
Here’s to the here.
Here’s to the here.