The Miracle (of Joey Ramone)
I was chasing down the days of fearChasing down a dream before it disappearedI was aching to be somewhere near,Your voice was all I heardI was shaking from a storm in me,Haunted by the spectres that we had to seeYeah I wanted to be the melody,Above the noise, above the hurt.
I was youngNot dumbJust wishing to be blindedBy youBrand newAnd we were pilgrims on our way
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurredHeard a song that made some sense out of the worldEverything I ever lost, now has been returnedIn the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.
We got language so we can’t communicateReligion so I can love and hateMusic so I can exaggerate my pain, and give it a name
I was youngNot dumbJust wishing to be blindedBy youBrand newAnd we were pilgrims on our way
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurredHeard a song that made some sense out of the worldEverything I ever lost, now has been returnedIn the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.
We can hear youWe can hear youWe can hear you
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurredI get so many things I don’t deserveAll the stolen voices will someday be returnedThe most beautiful sound I’d ever heard
Your voices will be heardYour voices will be heard