Dave's acoustic version here is intense and awesome:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhI8IMQtup8

The chords sound best if you get the hammer-on's going on the C, Am and F chords in the verse
(Hammer-on/pull-off on the middle note in each chord)

[Verse 1]
             
I never got to

         
 kiss your hea

        
d, ah, Emme
             
And the call c

             
ame the week I

       
 got divorced
             
I thought I ha

             
d a real under

            
standing then 

   
of loss
             
But I didn't k

             
now a thing 't

            
il you were go

ne
             
And I'm tired 

             
of trying to f

              
ind some sort 

            
of meaningful 


thing
             
In making sens

             
e of such unsp

        
eakable loss
             
But as I'm sta

             
ring at your f

              
olks, the swee

            
test people I 


know
             
I get a glimps

             
e of what it i

        
s to be strong
             
Just holding h

              
ands and sobbi

             
ng with sungla

     
sses on


[Chorus]
             
'Cause nothing

             
 tuned me in t

             
o absurdity as

 
 fast
             
As a graveston

             
e with the nam

            
e of a baby th

       
at has passed
             
I used to wann

             
a be important

             
, now I just w

       
anna be alive
             
And without fe

     
ar

You got to persevere


[Instrumental]
        
    
(x2)


[Verse 2]
             
I couldn't cou

            
nt the times I

           
've ragged on 


heaven
            
As an opiate i

              
nvented by the

 
 weak
             
It's an argume

             
nt I hate 'cau

             
se I'm content

             
 to love the f

ates
             
But it comes u

             
p a lot with E

              
mme's dad and 


me
             
So I'm shotgun

             
 in the car an

             
d we're just s

           
hooting the sh

it
             
And predictabl

             
y, the talking

          
 turns to God
             
So I throw him

             
 forty lines h

            
ow I don't thi

      
nk he exists
             
And he just sm

              
iles and takes

            
 a dignified p

ause
             
Says, "It's ok

             
ay to feel unb

          
elievably lost

"


[Chorus]
             
But God is ful

             
l of grace and

             
 his faithfuln

       
ess is vast
             
There is safet

             
y in the momen

            
ts when the sh

              
it has hit the

 
 fan
             
Not some vindi

             
ctive motherfu

             
cker, nor is h

             
e shitty at hi

  
s job
              
What words to 

      
hear

And I'm a mess by now
             
'Cause nothing

             
 tuned me in t

             
o my failure a

  
s fast
             
As grieving fo

             
r a friend wit

            
h more belief 

       
than I possess

ed
              
"It's not some

            
 disembodied h

           
eaven," he ass

ured me
             
Then he laughs

              
 and says thro

            
ugh tears
             
"You got to pe

            
rsevere"
          
Persevere

  
          
Persevere

  
          
Persevere

  


[Instrumental break]
      


[Solo] (played over top of break and outro)

e|-3-5--------
B|-----5-3-5--
G|-----------5
D|------------
A|------------
E|------------

-----------|
-3---------|
---4-2-0---|  x8
-----------|
-----------|
-----------|


[Outro]
             
We threw a par

             
ty up in here,

            
 but God, it w

         
as bittersweet
             
I live hard 'c

             
ause I am scar

            
ed that I won'

       
t mean anythin

g
             
So now I'm pra

             
ying to the ce

              
iling, to the 

            
windows, to th

  
e walls
             
Against this s

              
udden sinking 

             
feeling that t

            
here's nothing

          
 there at all

And still we just persevere


[Outro]
        
(repeat to fad

e)