Taste

I am alive, I am awake I am aware of what light tastes like The curtains drawn, the table's set I wanna be, I wanna be at my best It's bittersweet, it's poetry A careful pruning of my dead leaves It's holy ground, a treasure chest I'm on my knees and only scratch the surface Like fists unraveling Like glass unshattering We're breaking all the rules We're breaking bread again And we're swallowing light 'Til we're fixed from the inside Out of the woods, out of the dark I'm well aware of the shadows in my heart I wanna feel tectonic shifts I wanna be, I wanna be astonished I wanna be astonished So I propose a toast To fists unraveling To glass unshattering To breaking all the rules To breaking bread again We're swallowing light And we're swallowing our pride We're raising our glass 'Til we're fixed from the inside 'Til we're fixed from the inside We're nothing less than a work in progress Sacred text on Post-It notes We only speak of a world in pieces Let's make a map of what matters most Where every fracture is a running river Leading us back to our golden coasts Here's to showing up To fists unraveling To glass unshattering To breaking all the rules To breaking bread again We're swallowing light And we're swallowing our pride We're raising our glass 'Til we're fixed from the inside 'Til we're fixed from the inside