The Gathering - Frank Turner

The first time that the beat drops in the bar, it’s gonna be biblical

The second that the sing-along 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 blood-lust

'Cause 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 blood-lust

'Cause 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