Spirit Animal

What's your spirit animal?
What kind of question is that?
I thought you sounded kind of heavy
Maybe you needed a distraction
So I ask, what's your spirit animal?
I don't want to play this game
I was just making conversation
This conversation is lame
Because time keeps moving on and there's nothing we can do about it
And I don't want to waste another minute going on and on about this
Here's a drum fill
You said I like to do things slowly
I like to take my time
If the world slowed down to meet me, I think I'd end up all right
You said I'm finally getting dialed
I cross my T's and dot my I's
Will I leave here with a smile?
Will you miss me when I die?
Because time keeps moving on and there's nothing we can do about it
And I don't want to waste another minute going on and on about this
Time keeps moving on, almost makes me believe in Jesus
Because the thought of leaving you without any sort
Of proof breaks my cold dark heart into pieces
All together now
So I guess bury me like a donkey with a funeral of an ass
A postulant without a legacy, an empty bucket on his back
And maybe I'll come back to be an old rubber tree
And we could sit out in the woods and bounce your ideas off of me
I like to do things slowly
I said, I like to take my time
And if the world slowed down to meet me, I think I'd end
Up all right, all right, all right, all right, all right
Because time keeps moving on and there's nothing we can do about it
And I don't want to waste another minute going on and on about this
Time keeps moving on and it's nothing that I can't handle
So how about this, whatever that is, let's call that my spirit animal