Danko / Manuel
Jason Isbell Lyrics

Let the night air cool you off
Take a moment to breathe and relax

Tilt your head back and try to cough
Clear out your throat and let the fresh air in

Don't say nothing 'bout the things you never saw
Don't pretend to have knowledge you don't possess

Let the night air cool you off
Take another moment to breathe and relax

I ain't living like I should
I'm not living up to my potential

A little rest might do me good
Taking a break could be beneficial

Got to sinking in the place where I once stood
I'm feeling stuck and uncertain of my place in the world

Now I ain't living like I should
I'm still not living up to my potential

Can you hear that singing sounds like gold
Do you hear the promise of success and wealth?

Maybe I can only hear it in my head
Perhaps it's just a fantasy, and not a real opportunity

Fifteen years ago they owned that road
Someone else was in control and had the power

Now it's rolling over us instead
Now we're struggling and feel powerless

Richard Manuel is dead
A reminder of mortality and the fragility of life

God forbid you call their bluff
Don't challenge or question those who hold the power

Like the nightmares ain't enough
As if our fears and anxieties aren't already overwhelming

Remember when we used to think that we were tough?
Reflecting on simpler times when we felt more confident and capable

First they make you out to be
At first they build you up and make you feel special

The only pirate on the sea
Then they make you feel isolated and like you're the only one taking risks

They say Danko would have sounded just like me
They're comparing me to someone else and encouraging me to emulate them

Is that the man you want to be?
Are you okay with being a copy instead of an original?

Maybe I could make it bigger overseas
I might have to leave my comfort zone to succeed

Now it only gives us somewhere else to leave
Even if we escape one place, we'll still be searching for something better

Something else you can't believe
More unexpected and difficult challenges are on the horizon

Can you hear that singing sounds like gold
The promise of success and wealth is once again alluring

Maybe I can hear poor Richard from the grave
Perhaps I'm being guided by the spirits of those who came before me

Singing where to reap and when to sow
Providing wisdom and guidance on how to succeed

When you've found another home you have to leave
Once you start to feel settled, change and uncertainty will come again

Something else you can't believe
More unexpected and difficult challenges are on the horizon