I’m Not Your Pilgrimage (song)

I’m not your pilgrimage
Not what’s over the next ridge
I’m not a golden bridge
to your new life

And though you must know
that I don’t really want to go
I’m not your pilgrimage
this much, I know

It’s a pretty long flight
black, and a million stars in sight
not one of them
whispers your name

But if I listen close
I hear what matters most
I’m not your pilgrimage
this much, I know

Sometimes I want to go back there
that reckless, careless time we once shared
like climbing through clouds in a wicked storm
bursting through to find a clear new morn

I’m not your Berlin Wall
though you had to make it fall
to find your
solitary brand new day

And I wasn’t your last stand
but given the choice I can
appreciate
that it must have felt that way

I’m not your pilgrimage
Not what’s over the next ridge
I’m not a golden bridge
to your new life

And though you must know
that I didn’t really want to go
I’m not your pilgrimage
this much, I know

this much, I know.