Dodge This!

[Verse 1]

What should we steal tonight?

Another hour, another year?

I wish us all the best

The only way out is through, we've got to live it through

Night falls and the wind rises

I've pushed through the gates and whistled at the stars

All we have are words, the kindness of animals, the flash of an earring in the dark

Remember, we only ever smell like ourselves

This need to live

Drink it up, feel it in your eyes, show them how to really smile

Earlier today, a policeman asked me for my name and I told him: "I'm sorry but I'm seeing someone at the moment"

Neither the past, the present or the future matter to me

What matters to me is love, art and money

I'm running down the street and my arms are in the air and I'm shouting to them: "You can't make me care"

And I'm calling things that are be not as though they were

And I'm not trying and neither are you and neither is anybody else

We're just dancing

There's no feeling in the world like riding at 150 miles-an-hour into the sunset

And not being able to remember what you had for lunch

You wanna know what's next? More apocalypse

Even if you could escape it, why would you want to?

It's all so beautifully modern

I'm not leaving, I'm here for good

I won't lie to you, I was scared

I was scared when my life put me on a boat that I knew would sink but then I still got on

And while the whole setup was fantastic

And I was basically having the single greatest time of my young life

I still got the feeling

Call it intuition, call it luck

Call it whatever the word is for when you heat stroke twice in a week and start speaking Sanskrit

That that ship wreck, once it happened, it would not be cinematic at all

It would not be heroic

I would not end up doing the great things that I can't remember now that I've dreamt of doing when I was little

But I still knew, back there in the dark and peaceful cave where most of my important thoughts were living at the time

That I would end up, ironically enough, like that guy did in the movie

Betrayed by his adored object, more naked than it's possible for a person to be and lost in the grey and frozen confusion of being left alone to die

And I also knew that if some part of me did

However incredibly, survive

That all that would be left of me

Of everything that could've ever been thought of definitely as me

Would just be some faded memory

And that, if you allow me to speak metaphorically for a moment

It would end up being just like some old-leather jacket

Made out of indifference and cynicism

That I would have to then shrug on and lug around on my back for the rest of my fucking life

That's how I felt then and I don't think that I was wrong then either

I'll spare you of the gory details

But I will just say this

They gave the doctors that worked on me awards for exemplary performance in circumstances of extreme stress

[Verse 2]

All I really have to say is that I'm not scared anymore

I'm happy to be here with you all

And I feel extremely, extremely lucky to be alive

And if me and The Big Man upstairs didn't have such a complicated history

I'd kiss his hand right now

Because that shit there

That shit there was downright miraculous, ok?