I adore this. Another instant classic. I'm always struck by how boundlessly joyful Damo can be in crowd sing-alongs like these since he's so equally brilliant at conveying that solitude of deep pain and longing.
Trusty and True
We've wanted to be
Trusty and true.
But feathers fell from
Our wings.
We've wanted to be
Worthy of you.
But weather rained on
Our dreams.
And we can't take back
What is done, what is past.
So, fellas: lay down
Your fears.
'Cause we can't take back
What is done, what is past.
So, let us
Start from here.
'Cause we never wanted to be
Lusty or lewd.
Nor withered to prudish strings.
We never wanted to be
Jealously tuned.
Nor withered into ugly things.
But we can't take back
What is done, what is past.
So, fellas: lay down
Your spears.
'Cause we can't take back
What is done, what is past
So let us start from here.
And if all that you are
Is not all you desire:
Then, come...
Come: let yourself be wrong.
Come, it's already begun! (repeat a lot)
Come.
Come along!
Come with fear.
Come with love.
Come however you are.
Just come...
Come along!
Come with friends.
Come with foes.
Come however you are.
Just come...
Come.
Come along!
Come with ease.
Bend with hope.
Come however you are.
Just come...
Come.
Come along!
Come with fear.
Come with love.
Come however you are.
Just come...
Come!
Come along!
Come with fear.
Come with love.
Come however you are.
Just come...
Come along!
Come with yourself.
Just come on!
Come however you are.
What is done?
What is past?
So: let us start
From here.
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