Unless It’s Kicks (Live from Rees-Haldern, 2008) Okkervil River

[Intro]
We love you
We're gonna play one last song for you
This is a song about this moment right now, you and me
And we're gonna need some of that German clapping I was seeing earlier
I'll show you what to do
Everybody in the back too

[Verse 1]
What gives this mess some grace unless it's kicks, man
Unless it's fictions, unless it's sweat or it's songs?
What hits against this chest unless it's a sick man's hand
From some mid-level band? He's been driving too long

[Verse 2]
On a dark windless night, with the stereo on
With the towns flying by and the ground getting soft
And a sound in the sky, coming down from above
It surrounds you and sighs and is whispering of

[Verse 3]
What pulls your body down, I call that, I call that, I call that quicksand
So you should climb out quick, hand over hand over hand beforе your mouth's all filled up
What picks you up from down unless it's little tricks, man?
Whеn I've been fixed I am convinced that I will not get so broke up again