words and music by Caroline Allen/Andrew Voelkel
It’s been a long time coming home
It was a rainy night in Southern California.
It was a long song, a deep dream, the frozen desert
While you wrote your road-trip vision in that barroom light.
Then the rain stopped, a sudden silence.
I remember the smell of sage that night.
You were broke down, waiting by the highway;
We were singing ‘Sleepwalk’ driving to you through the mountain height.
(chorus)
I will remember this.
I will forget myself and fade into the beat.
I must remember this.
I recreate the past and dive into the darkness and the heat.
So many years have passed since then.
I want to hear you tell me how this story ends.
Do you still hear the music calling?
The moment’s passed, the spark has never gone away.
(bridge)
Wake up and dance.
Kindle the fire.
Only now do you hear the voice you left behind.
(chorus)
I will remember this.
I will forget myself and fade into the beat.
I must remember this.
I recreate the past and dive into the darkness and the heat.
[Repeat]
Wake up and dance.
Kindle the fire.
Only now do you hear the voice you left behind.
I will remember this.
I will forget myself and fade into the beat.
I must remember this.
I recreate the past and dive into the darkness and the heat.
I will remember this.
I will forget myself and fade into the beat.
I must remember this.
I recreate myeself and dive into the darkness and the heat.
[Repeat through fade]