Practising wheelies Practising wheelies Practising wheelies Practising wheelies Practising wheelies Moving on... Staying on the easy way Theелен 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 As it plays out the same way I live with this girl and her kid I'm as happy as a pig rolled in shit It's postcard unsettled, a pirate no more A gypsy most with no more years 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 sympathical Flo-boa's laid out and the wall's painted white Marge to himself and I like the same effect We're all set to leave and I kiss him goodbye They go and get groceries or something and I Am drinking alone in the basement They play up and hallucinate Do not let this thing you got go to waste Do not let your heart be dismayed It's healed by some random disclosure of grace From some masculine brave 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 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 right And I am just drunk in my basement See a car, see my girl and look at our kid Approaching the corner with rain and a skip Their phone called me from the ICU Sir, I'm so sorry to say I'm walking alone to the hospital door ID their bodies, collapsed to the floor Numb and relentlessly broken And I wake up to death in this moment Do not let this thing you got go to waste Do not let your heart be dismayed It's healed by some random disclosure of grace From some masculine brave 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 tied, my legs are broke And the rusted crown plus the deep unknown Turn my insides out and my head face down Cut me out, take me home My hands are tied, my legs are broke And the rusted crown 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 healed by some random disclosure of grace From some masculine brave thing Get the fuck out of your head if you say Stay cold and be deadly afraid Do not let your spirit wane Do not let your spirit wane ♪ ♪