Merchants & Prophets

When I come home, you're still there and I feel great about it
I was away and I've prepared so many things to say
The sidewalk prophets and calendar reformists
Could never take last spring out of our step

If we keep running, we're bound to catch up to where we started
The logic's flawed, I know, and at best it makes no sense
The sidewalk merchants sell memories from their little boxes
But we never buy a spring not meant for us

And all of the languages we've spoken in our sleep
Begin to sneak their way into our waking lives again

However it goes
Is how it goes
Be happy you stayed
Or be happy to go, whatever it takes
It's okay to hold on
Like a drop as it falls on
An ocean of pure love
However it goes, whatever it takes

When you're out there do you care for me? No doubt about it
When you're away you're still the same, you're just not here
The sidewalk prophets and all the memory merchants
Could never take last spring away from us

But all of the languages we've spoken in our sleep
Begin to sneak their way into our waking lives again

However it goes
(It's ok to hold on)
Is how it goes
(It's ok to let go)
Be happy you stayed
(It's ok)
Or be happy to go, whatever it takes
It's okay to hold on
(And let go some)
Like a drop as it falls on
(Become undone)
An ocean of pure love
(love is pure)
However it goes, whatever it takes

The prophets along the road, they spoke of home
And they held it like a memory
The merchants and their gold, their memories sold
But gold was not a remedy

However it goes
(It's ok to hold on)
Is how it goes
(It's ok to let go)
Be happy you stayed
(It's ok)
Or be happy to go, whatever it takes
It's okay to hold on
(And let go some)
Like a drop as it falls on
(Become undone)
An ocean of pure love
(love is pure)
However it goes, whatever it takes

However it goes
Is how it goes
Be happy you stayed
Or be happy to go, whatever it takes