We all open our eyes to the very same room Stepping out of the quiet and into the bloom No map in our pockets, no script in our hands Just a sudden arrival in unfamiliar lands We exist before meaning, we breathe before names Just a spark in the dark looking into the flames. [Verse 2] And then comes the valley where the questions sit deep In the quiet of midnight when the world is asleep A vast, open canyon where no echo replies And we look for a handprint in the infinite skies It’s the blank canvas moment that every soul meets Where the atheist, agnostic, and believer all greet. [chorus] And some choose the steeple, and some choose the stars And some build a temple out of patches and scars Some find it in science, some find it in prayer But it’s the choice that we make that makes beauty live there At the edge of the void, every pathway is clean Respect for the traveler, and the spaces between No matter the map that you hold in your chrome We are all just walking each other home. [Verse 3] Let us honor the seeker who says "I don't know," And sits with the mystery as the cold winds blow. Let us honor the faithful who leaps in the dark, And the secular dreamer who ignites their own spark. For religion is human, a bridge made of grace To fill up the silence of this infinite space. [bridge] There is dignity here in the weight of your mind In the radical freedom to seek and to find You are the author of the truth that you live By the boundaries you break and the love that you give We are driving the car down a road with no signs But we’re sharing the pavement across all of our lines. [chorus] And some choose the steeple, and some choose the stars And some build a temple out of patches and scars Some find it in science, some find it in prayer But it’s the choice that we make that makes beauty live there At the edge of the void, every pathway is clean Respect for the traveler, and the spaces between No matter the map that you hold in your chrome We are all just walking each other home. [outro] No one is lost who is trying to see What it means to be alive, what it means to be free. Put your map down beside mine, let the arguments fade Look at the warmth that our choices have made. Just walking... Yeah, we're all just walking each other home.
