[Fingerpicked guitar] Remember this room Cables on the floor Coffee getting cold Light underneath the door Remember saying Maybe this'll work Before anybody knew What any of it was worth We had pages We had songs We had nights That lasted way too long Had a map With half the roads Still waiting to be drawn [Chorus] Remember this room Before the walls got wide Before the things we made Could move without us by their side Remember being tired Remember wanting more We weren't waiting for our lives We were living them Before [Upright bass enters] Somebody broke your heart Somebody made you laugh Somebody left a door unlocked Somebody didn't come back Some things we chose Some things chose us Some things never made much sense But here we are With all these miles And fingerprints [Chorus] Remember this room Remember who came through The ones who stayed The ones who left The ones who changed in you Every voice Every scar Every stupid little dream We didn't know We were becoming While becoming Everything [Handclaps / kalimba] Come play with me We ain't too old Turn the radio up Let the damn thing roll Cards on the table Shoes by the door If you give me the pages I'll give you one more [Radio static] Station identification Still here Still becoming Still unclear [Music strips to guitar] [Bridge] I won't tell you Every wound was needed Some things hurt Because they hurt I won't tell you Every loss was destiny Or every ending Had some greater worth But nothing says We have to waste it Nothing says We leave it where it fell We can take What life has given And make something Only we can tell [Sarangi answers] Maybe that's Why we're here Not because It had to happen Because We were here [Floor drum begins] And we made Something from it [Full ensemble] [Final Chorus] Remember this room Before the walls got wide Remember all the versions That are still somewhere inside The teacher The traveler The fool who took the road The man who learned That building Doesn't mean You carry every load Remember the love Remember the doubt Remember every time You almost talked yourself back out If tomorrow gets enormous If everything comes true Don't forget The whole damn thing Was built By someone Who had no proof And built it anyway [Music begins disappearing] Remember this room [Upright bass leaves] Remember this night [Handclaps leave] Remember not knowing [Radio static fades] And somehow Being all right [Only guitar and sarangi] I have the ink I have the pen I have my page Still [Pause] And whatever comes next Gets written Because We were here [Guitar plays five-note motif] [Stops before final note] [Sarangi resolves] [Room tone] [Chair creaks] [Quiet voice] All right. Save it. [Mouse click] [Silence]
