When you fall asleep / With your head upon my shoulder / When you’re in my arms / But you’ve gone somewhere deeper
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Rhythm is a dancer / It’s a souls companion / People feel it everywhere / Lift your hands and voices
Thought I’d never be waking / On the kitchen floor / But here I lie, not the first time / Now my morning has broken
I was left to my own devices / Many days fell away with nothing to show / And the walls kept tumbling down / In the city that we love
(And I don’t think that that’s a selfish want, I really don’t) / (I’m not saying that I have this capacity) / (Because it’s hard to develop that capacity on your own) / (When you’re being stopped at every turn)
I was left to my own devices / Many days fell away with nothing to show / And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love / Grey clouds roll over the hills, bringing darkness from above
Look who’s digging their own grave / That is what they all say / You’ll drink yourself to death / Look who makes their own bed