The Gathering Lyrics by Frank Turner
The first time that the beat drops in the bar, it’s gonna be biblical
The second that the singalong starts, it’ll be sensational
So sound the alarms and the sirens, the bells in the churches
Bring your parents and your kids into the street, throw open the hatches
I’ve been missing the feeling when we close up the gaps between us
It’s better than the best benediction, more bracing than bloodlust
Because we’ve been waiting and wandering, practicing and praying
Saving and slavering, gathering ourselves for the gathering
We’ve been huddled in our houses for however many days like survivors
And we’ve been dutifully paying our dues and paying heed to our advisors
Yeah, but we’re pent up and we’re pissed off and we’re perilously close to the precipice
We’re butterflies in ballet shoes and Brothel Creepers coming out of our chrysalis
It comes down to this:
I’m missing the feeling when we close up the gaps between us
It’s better than the best benediction, more bracing than bloodlust
Because we’ve been waiting and wandering, practicing and praying
Saving and slavering, gathering ourselves for the gathering
All together now
This is our mantra: we gather together
We look out for each other, because we’ve got strength in our numbers
This is our mantra: we gather together
We look out for each other, ’cause we’ve got strength in our numbers
And I’ll be the preacher and this is the scripture:
Once more with feeling, this is a gathering
This is a gathering
Gather together
Gather together
Gather together
This is a gathering
Gather together
Gather together
Gather together
This is a gathering