Wanderlust - Every Time I Die

I dropped my conscious and cast another stone

I took to preaching while dancing on the coals

I can’t say where I’ve been and only god knows where I’ll be

But there must be a place for a wretch like me

Oh, Lord knows I’m tired

But I won’t rest my head until I’m home

And if my hands find themselves another body

Well, you can’t blame them for trying to keep warm

Morals are simply a matter of time

And where you lay your head’s a question of pride

But, when it’s said and done, you’ll find it in the lines

That privilege and wit made me misfortune’s child

Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down

Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around

And when they take my head and put it on a stake

I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake

Bartering your vigor for a paralyzing love

What have you done?

What have you done?

I took the scaffold and laughed until I fell

Girl, if you need me, grab another from the well

I can’t imagine what hell might have in store

But I know once I’m there I won’t wander anymore

Oh, Lord know I’m tired

But I won’t rest my head until I’m home

And if my hands find themselves another body

Well, you can’t blame them for trying to keep warm

Oh, Lord knows I’m weak

But I can’t clear my head if I’m asleep

Morals are simply a matter of time

And where you lay your head’s a question of pride

But when it’s said and done, you’ll find it in the lines

That privilege and wit made me misfortune’s child

Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down

Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around

And when they take my head and put it on a stake

I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake

We’ve lived under this dark cloud forever

Waiting for the bad luck to break

Just let me try that one again

With a little more feeling

We’ve slept at the crossroads together

Trying to make an honest mistake

Just let me try that one more time

Without a smile on my face

Another road as empty as every promise is

If life is pointless, then point taken, say amen

So light another candle, put my body out to sea

Because your heart is no place for a wretch like me

Another stranger passing, a common dissonance

If life is pointless, then point taken, say amen

So light another candle, put my body out to sea

Because your side is no place for a wretch like me

When they unearth these passages

Will I appear to be proud?

Not if you’re listening close enough

Not if you’re sounding it out