Eleven

It was out on the highway.

It was warmer than blood.

It was spaces and basements.

Faces brimming with love.

It was nightfall to daybreak.

Finding a new way

It was falling asleep at the wheel while awake.

It was wasting away; delay the promise of heartache,

It was tracing the chest to the arm to the hand

That’s been wielding a knife and trying

To cut our dreams in pieces but we’ll be fine.

I feel alright, tonight.

Yeah, I feel alright tonight.

I feel (I feel alright) (4x)

It was fear of foreclosure, stock in General Motors,

It was boarding up buildings, burnt; the tortured and war-torn.

It was unpaid rent checks and

All the hope left,

The hearts that still beat through the bones in our chests.

I feel alright, tonight.

I guess I feel alright tonight.

I feel like letting go (I feel)

I feel like letting go (Alright)

I feel like letting go (Tonight)

I feel like letting go, yeah.

I feel like giving in (I feel)

I feel like giving in (Alright)

I feel like giving in (Tonight)

I feel like giving in, yeah.

There’s a chorus of voices below you,

There’s a prayer of hope composed in song,

In a basement with the lights turned low and

There’s room to sing along, so sing along.

And I feel alright, tonight.

Yeah, I feel alright tonight.

I feel (I feel alright)