Wooden Wand - The Dnr Waltz

a fine song off the excellent briarwood album from 2011 .

/verse/
C G C
like a moth in a vacuum cleaner
F C
i’m summoned up into the void
Am F
leaving behind what i carried
C G
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/
F C
when your body builds up an immunity
Am F G
to sunlight and smelling sa – A – alts
Am F
then the only appropriate number
C G C
is the do not resuscitate waltz

/Break/
C G Am Am
la da da da da da da da
F G C
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