Do Not Let Your Spirit Wane

So I have 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 humdrum malaise And it's strange, all the things that I've run from Are the things that completeness could come from So anyways, we're happy and impossibly so It's earth and it's heaven all simpatico Floorboards laid out and the walls painted white My dream self and I like 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 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, great 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-reserved 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 a 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 door ID their bodies, collapse to the floor Numb and 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, great 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 ruptured 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 ruptured chrome Plus the deep unknown Turn my insides out And my head face down 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, great thing 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

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