A fine song off the excellent Briarwood album from 2011.

/Verse/
Like a moth in a vacuum cleaner
I’m summoned up into the void
leaving behind what I carried
for a light that will see me destroyed

All along the derelict valleys
there are rows of futon trampolines
boys named for professional wrestlers
birds nesting inside manger scenes

/Chorus/
When your body builds up an immunity
to sunlight and smelling sa-a-alts
then the only appropriate number
is the do not resuscitate waltz

/Break/
La da da da da da da da
la da da da da

/Verse/
I dreamed that I dreamt of an angel
in the thin disguise of a young girl
who transforms the mulch into bay leaves
and fills every chasm with pearls

But the orbit resists this reversal
undoing each spell as it’s cast
the roses become carbon monoxide
and poison replaces the grass

/Chorus/
When you’re through a-counting your blessing
and erase one for each of your faults
you might slip the bandleader a twenty
to play the do not resuscitate waltz

/Break/
La da da da da da da da
la da da da da

/Verse/
There are things that you’ll never live up to
there are things that you’ll never live down
you can just dismiss bad luck entirely
or live at the hem of her gown

But the futility of each losing battle
will break bonds and spirits and bone
any army retreats and surrenders
when they’re made to set fire to stone

/Chorus/
Better break up all your paper money
the fare for the ferry is small
just a couple of coins for your eyelids
the do not resuscitate waltz

/Break/
La da da da da da da da
la da da da da

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Standard Tuning

The Mountain

i know a girl

who strips and shoots

she sees the world in absolutes

with all the wells dry
and no sheriff in town
you could see how some might give into it now

you have to get used to the silence

cuz nobody comes around

but you can see more from the mountain than you can on solid ground

i went out to replace
a fuse that was blown
the lights turned on i was all alone

i went out to look
for the kodiak bear
i walked back to camp with dry blood in my hair

and i saw it all in a movie
no one that i knew was there
but you can see more from the mountain than you can on solid air

shoot those places back into my mind
separate the space from all this time
make the pound impulse of things resigned
well we left his days behind

i have lived life
in reverse sometimes
i’ve walked right in and said goodbye

if you race to ignore
the tunnels you find
in graves and trenches in line

you might lose your cool when you need it
you might find yourself in shock
when you can see more from the mountain and your heart is solid rock

shoot those places back into my mind
separate the space from all this time
where the plans have all been set aside
well we left his days behind

Am F C 4x

Catch me sleeping at your back door
Lying prone beneath the dawn
I was ready to leave, when the sprinklers turned on

A day of reckonings upon me,
But right now I need some rest
A little camp ground in Saint Isabel
Just to the west

Life goes by so fast,
but it`s the minutes drag on slow,
Sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go

Am F C 2x

Bank job somewhere in bumfuck Georgia
Fill that ceiling full of holes
A hundred twenty miles an hour
sounds like thunder rolls

In a Canyon City walmart
Cops and cameras all around
Stops Sticks down along the asphalt slowed us down
and if it weren’t for that guard rail
We be laughing at you now
We were dead-set on getting away somehow

Life goes by so fast,
but it`s the minutes drag on slow,
Sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go

Am F C 4x

If you ever think of me and wonder
Ask yourself where I might be
Keep your eyes fixed on the shadow,
You`ll find me.

Am F C (till end)