WHAT REALLY MATTERS 

What would you take if your world was on fire 

Riding the wind on a tinder of leaves 

Flames flying in like an enemy fighter 

Sun rising red, tell me what would you grieve 

When you’re burned down to the bedrock 

When you’re scraped down to the coals 

When everything you thought you knew is changing 

And you feel the devil fighting for your soul 

Flask of whisky 

Stash of pot 

Letters from a lover that you should have long forgot 

When your tidal waves of tears turn to laughter 

That’s when you know it comes down 

Down down down down down down down 

To what really matters 

Smoke screens and daydreams don’t help when you’re running 

Plumes lift to heaven the rest of your home 

Falling like snow you’re an angel in ashes  

Chimneys and tree bones and churchyard stones 

When it comes down to the bedrock 

When everything that you’ve known 

Is shattered glass in the doorway 

And you’re wrestling with an angel for control 

Flask of whisky 

Stash of pot 

Letters from a lover that you should have long forgot 

When your tidal waves of tears turn to laughter 

That’s when you know it comes down 

Flask of whisky 

Stash of pot 

Letters from a lover that you should have long forgot 

When your tidal wave of tears turns to laughter 

That’s when you know it comes down 

Flask of whisky 

Stash of pot 

Letters from a lover that you should have long forgot 

When your tidal wave of tears turns to laughter 

That’s when you know it comes down 

Down down down down down down down 

To what really matters 

What really matters 

What really matters 

What really matters