“We can make it, baby,” Win Butler pleads. “Please don’t quit on me/ I won’t quit on you/ Don’t quit on me/ I’ll never quit on you.” Those lyrics feel loaded. So do these: “Thought we reached the mountaintop/ But now we just feel so low.” And these: “Know that we’ve been beaten down and broken/ But now we can touch the fire.” And these: “It’s not up to you/ Some you win, some you lose/ When the lightning comes.”