Sanat

So here it is, the evening, and the glasses catch the light
The table's long, the candles low, the faces warm and bright
And somebody asks me quietly if I would change a thing
I look down all the years of me before I answer him

I've had my share of wrong turns - every scar was fairly earned
Some bridges I regret the burning, some I'm glad I burned
I loved with my whole ribcage and I lost with it as well
And regrets? I've held a couple - but they taught me, so they fell

And now I see the doorway that I used to call the end
And the light beneath the door frame is the color of my friends

I'm going my way home
And my way was the living of it all
My way was here, was now, was yes
Was getting up from every fall
So pour the good stuff, raise it high
Sing the loud songs, sing them wrong
This was never a curtain falling
This was always an open door
I'm going my way home

I did not walk it flawless and I did not walk it fast
But I walked it wide awake, my friends, from first step to the last
And the purpose I could never name? I felt it all along
It was humming underneath the years the way a bass holds up a song

They're all just past the doorway, every face I had to grieve
With the answers and the mornings and the lifetimes up their sleeves
And I'll remember everything - the wherefore and the who
The reason I chose winters, and the reason I chose you
But as long as this old drum keeps time, I'm living, and I'm here
So throw the party when I'm leaving - let there be dancing, let there be cake
Not a single tear allowed in there that isn't half a smile
I chose this life on purpose and I filled it to the brim
And when the music calls me homeward, I'll go singing - that's the hymn

I'm going my way home
And my way was the living of it all
My way was here, was now, was yes
Was the rising after every fall
So pour the good stuff, raise it high
Sing the loud songs, sing them wrong
Every ending is a doorway
And behind it - everyone
I'm going my way home

Leave a light on in the hallway
Set a place for me at dawn
Every ending is a doorway
And the dance goes on
And the dance goes on