[INTRO - crackling old radio / upright piano / distant brass] Come as you are… Bring what you believe… Leave room at the table… And bring your dancing shoes. [beat begins creeping in] ‘Cause love ain’t a noun tonight. [DROP] LOVE GOT ITS BOOTS ON! [VERSE 1] We didn’t build a throne, We built another door, Put another chair beside us, Made a little room for more. You can pray toward the heavens, You can listen to the trees, You can call the Holy something I would never call it, please I don’t need you thinking like me, I need you showing up, When somebody’s table’s empty Are you helping fill the cup? Different books and different answers, Different names beneath the sun, But if love just stays a theory WHAT GOOD HAS LOVE DONE? [PRE-CHORUS - building] So bring your questions, Bring your scars, Bring your strange and shining heart. Nobody owns the sacred. Nobody gets the only part. [CHORUS - HUGE] LOVE GOT ITS BOOTS ON! Stomping through the dust! LOVE GOT ITS HANDS DIRTY! Doing what it must! Feed somebody! Free somebody! Plant another seed! Love ain’t what you SAY you are LOVE IS WHAT YOU DO IN NEED! Hey! Hey! Put your love in motion! Hey! Hey! MAKE IT LOUD ENOUGH TO MOVE! [POST-CHORUS / RAVE CHANT] No gatekeeper! No throne! No one owns the road back home! Many voices! Many ways! LOVE IS BIGGER THAN OUR NAMES! (Love is bigger!) BIGGER! (Love is bigger!) BIGGER! [VERSE 2 - funky, fast, swaggering] Pagan at the garden gate, Preacher by the fire, Buddhist pouring coffee While the drummer takes us higher. Skeptic fixing broken chairs, Mystic hauling food, Somebody brought tomatoes And somebody brought an attitude. That’s alright, come sit down, We don’t need a perfect crowd. You can disagree respectfully And still turn the damn thing loud. Build a shelf. Tend the soil. Carry water. Share the load. If your faith makes room for kindness THEN COME HELP US BUILD THE ROAD. [PRE-CHORUS] No conversion at the doorway. No surrender of your mind. Bring your conscience, bring your story, Leave the cruelty behind. [CHORUS] LOVE GOT ITS BOOTS ON! Stomping through the dust! LOVE GOT ITS HANDS DIRTY! Doing what it must! Feed somebody! Free somebody! Plant another seed! Love ain’t what you SAY you are LOVE IS WHAT YOU DO IN NEED! Hey! Hey! Put your love in motion! Hey! Hey! MAKE IT LOUD ENOUGH TO MOVE! [BREAKDOWN - beat cuts / smoky speakeasy piano returns] You want worship? Feed somebody. You want prayer? Sit beside somebody. You want sacred? Protect something that cannot protect itself. You want heaven? MAKE A LITTLE OF IT HERE. [silence] …now turn that motherfucker back on. [MASSIVE RAVE DROP] BOOTS ON! HANDS DIRTY! HEART OPEN! MOVE! BOOTS ON! HANDS DIRTY! HEART OPEN! MOVE! People before profits! MOVE! People before prophets! MOVE! Make room at the table! MOVE! Nobody needs permission! MOVE! [FINAL CHORUS - brass + gospel-ish crowd + rave synths] LOVE GOT ITS BOOTS ON! Stomping through the dust! LOVE GOT ITS HANDS DIRTY! Doing what it must! Feed somebody! Free somebody! Plant another seed! Love ain’t what you SAY you are LOVE IS WHAT YOU DO IN NEED! Different roads! Same table! Different songs! Still able! Different names! Same sky! MAKE SOME HEAVEN WHILE ALIVE! [OUTRO - old radio voice, piano, record crackle] No one owns the sacred. Leave the door open. Somebody else is coming. [tiny distant voice] …and tell ‘em to bring snacks. [record scratch / laughter / end]
