Reach Down (Live At The Paramount Theatre, Seattle/2016)

I had a dream the other night
You were in a bar in the corner on a chair
Wearing a long white leather coat
Purple glasses and glitter in your hair
And you said hey this is where I'm gonna sit
And buy you a drink someday
Well you were going to the dog shows
But you kinda lost your way
You say now I got all this room
And no money to decorate it, so I
Got some local customer put me
In touch with the man
Upstairs
He said little man you got no
Business being all frustrated

You gotta rest
You gotta rest
You gotta rest
You gotta reach down
And pick the crowd up
You gotta reach down
And pick the crowd up
Carry back in my hands
To the promised land
To the promised land
Yeah

Now I had some angel shine my wings, she said
Nothin' but the best for the golden boy
And made me promise not to tell
I had her under
A spell singing golden words in a broken voice
And I caught some blessing on the wind I'm
Feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove
I've got no hands to tie behind my back
And I'm sparking like a heart attack
And now I've got
Room to spread my wings and
My messages of
Love, love
love was my drug, guess that's
What I died of
So don't think of me
Crying louder than some billion dollar baby

You gotta rest
You gotta rest
You gotta rest
You gotta reach down and pick the
Crowd up
Reach down and pick the
Crowd up
Carry back in my hand to the
Promised land
To the promised land
To the promised land
To the promised land

Scattered breeze
Take a deep breath in
Take a deep breath in
Take a small cry out
One one hand
Take it out
Hold it up in the air
Reach down
Just reach down
Yeah reach down
Reach down
Reach down
Pick the crowd up
Reach down
Pick the crowd up
Carry it back in my hand
To the promise land
To the promise land
The promise land
I'ma reach down
Woah

Bless you, thank you