A fine song off the excellent Briarwood album from 2011.
/Verse/
Like a m[C]oth in a v[G]acuum cl[C]eaner
I'm s[F]ummoned up into the v[C]oid
l[Am]eaving behind what I c[F]arried
for a l[C]ight that will see me dest[G]royed
All along the derelict valleys
there are rows of futon trampolines
boys named for professional wrestlers
birds nesting inside manger scenes
/Chorus/
When your b[F]ody builds up an imm[C]unity
to s[Am]unlight and smelling [F]sa-a-[G]alts
then the [Am]only appropriate n[F]umber
is the [C]do not res[G]uscitate w[C]altz
/Break/
L[C]a da d[G]a da [Am]da da da [Am]da
l[F]a da d[G]a da d[C]a
/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
/Verse/
Like a m[C]oth in a v[G]acuum cl[C]eaner
I'm s[F]ummoned up into the v[C]oid
l[Am]eaving behind what I c[F]arried
for a l[C]ight that will see me dest[G]royed
All along the derelict valleys
there are rows of futon trampolines
boys named for professional wrestlers
birds nesting inside manger scenes
/Chorus/
When your b[F]ody builds up an imm[C]unity
to s[Am]unlight and smelling [F]sa-a-[G]alts
then the [Am]only appropriate n[F]umber
is the [C]do not res[G]uscitate w[C]altz
/Break/
L[C]a da d[G]a da [Am]da da da [Am]da
l[F]a da d[G]a da d[C]a
/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
