Do Not Let Your Spirit Wane Lyrics - Gang Of Youths

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 

'Coz 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 

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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 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, great thing 

Let your life grow strong and sweet to the taste 

'Coz the odds are completely insane 

Do not let your spirit wane 

Do not let your spirit wane 

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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