Manchester Orchestra - The Wolf lyrics

Said, "In truth
I don't really want to talk about it"
Christmas lights dangled sadly from the
Table in the operating room
Last I heard, you're an addict about it
Full of rage and Corona
Trying to blow the birthday kid candles out
Trap doors and the retaliator lead
Out to the field
Where our extended family buried their lies
If you're going
Bring some faith and a flashlight
Follow signs that read "It's twenty miles
Before you finally see fire"
(You may be paying too much
For your life insurance policy)

Now there's something to say for
The art of confusion
I got the courage to enquire where your
Body traveled all of the time
"I gotta climb out of this elevator
Hadn't moved me once yet
Do I expect that it should really start now?"
The waitress oversees you levitating
Couldn't think it to words and watched your
Body lift up into the sky
Everyone there was just in awe about it
Seen a miracle and drank away
The thought from our minds

There was you and me and nothing in between
It's right and wrong, goes on and on and on

This is the wave that you could never conquer
Losing the smallest piece of truth
We used to know
I wasn't prepared to embark with
The wolf of the mountain
It wasn't a place that we could call our own

Now I don't want to seem like
It's split at the seams
See the pain on the wall? See
The blood in the street?
There is nothing you've got when
You die that you keep
You were all that you were
Were you all you could be?
In the blink of an eye
There's a hole in your belly
Your body recoils ironically into
The family planning aisle
Overhear, "I don't know where I'm going
I'm going anyway
Don't let 'em tell you that I never found-"

You and me and nothing in between
It's right and wrong, goes on and on and on
(How long you been looking for)
The truth for me is grasping at the steam
So truthfully, do you want to die for me?

This is the wave that you could never conquer
Losing the smallest piece of truth
We used to know
I wasn't prepared to embark with
The wolf of the mountain
It wasn't a place that we could call our own