Ain't Gonna Lose You by Brett Dennen

point (less)

recurring nights

and
i kept having (this dream)
where

you were gone,
and

my spinal cord had
separated
from

my backbone

(and) i'd wake up,
neck twisted
in circus-like contortions,

missing you like
i
miss

gunther gebel-willliams (and)

in my dream,
the way the baby cries,
it

makes it all
sound

too fantastic to be true...
and

so i kept surrendering
to

the (blameless) sound
of

sleep...