Do Not Let Your Spirit Wane (Live)

So if this dream, it comes like twice in a week

It's been so for years and years on repeat

And since then I've not had a full night of sleep

'Cause it plays out the same way

I live with this girl and our kid

I'm as happy as a pig rolled in shit

It's postcard, I'm settled, a pirate no more

A gypsy at most, with no mortgage

It's boring, but in the most exquisite of ways

No carcinogenic and a humdrum malaise

And it's strange, all the things that I've run from

Are the things that completeness

So anyways, we're happy and impossibly so

It's earth and it's heaven all seem kind of cold

Floorboards laid out and the walls painted white

My dreams self and I think the same things

They're all set to leave and I kiss them goodbye

They go and get groceries or something and I

Am drinking alone in the basement

And pray that I'm not hallucinating

Do not let this thing you got go to waste

Do not let your heart be dismayed

It's here by some random disclosure of grace

From some vascular thing

Let your life grow strong and sweet to the taste

'Cause the odds are completely insane

Do not let your spirit wane, do not let your spirit wane

In love I am careful to mostly reserve

And this dream is a life I don't think I deserve

My girl and our kid are impossibly bright

And I am just drunk in our basement

See a car, see my girl and look at our kid

Approaching the corner, with rain and a skid

Then a phone call to me from the ICU ward

"Sir, I'm so sorry to say this"

I'm walking alone through the hospital doors

ID their bodies, collapse to the floor

Numb relentlessly broken

Then I wake up the very next moment

Do not let this thing you got go to waste

Do not let your heart be dismayed

It's here by some random disclosure of grace

From some vascular thing

Do not let this thing you got go to waste

The pain and the beauty, so strange

Do not let your spirit wane, do not let your spirit wane

Cut me out

Take me home, my hands are tired, my legs are broke

And the raptured chrome, plus the deep unknown

Turn my insides out and my head face down

Cut me out

Take me home, my hands are tired, my legs are broke

And the raptured chrome, plus the deep unknown

Turn my insides out and my head face down

Go

Do not let this thing you got go to waste

Do not let your heart be dismayed

It's here by some random disclosure of grace

From some vascular thing, great thing

And get the fuck out of your head if it says

"Stay cold and be deathly afraid"

Do not let your spirit wane, do not let your spirit wane