drunk and drenched in southeast chicago having conversation with the calumet you jumped right in and like an old steel barge you sank like an industry that came and went as you rose to the surface you pondered your purpose trading gazes with skyscrapers staring down you asked them their names and they groaned and they quaked like sleeping sentinels waking up like sleeping sentinels waking up this is your story these are your scars don t you ever forget who you are when it gets heavy when it gets hard don t you ever forget who you are don t you ever forget who you are out on the sand the feeling was sober you left god in the wake by the shore you stood yourself up you were naked and nameless but in losing foundation you grew ever more you fueled your own furnace when you spoke they all heard it like lightning at the edge of a storm every word was a wave every thought was a cave that bore through every mind that came before this is your story these are your scars don t you ever forget who you are when it gets heavy when it gets hard don t you ever forget who you are don t you ever forget who you are  they don t know you like we know you you are not the one to blame they don t know you like we know you you are not the one to blame they don t know you like we know you you are not the one to blame this is your story these are your scars don t you ever forget who you are when it gets heavy when it gets hard don t you ever forget who you are this is your story these are your scars don t you ever forget who you are when it gets heavy when it gets hard don t you ever forget who you are don t you ever forget who you are