LYRICS
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Bitter taste of champagne
Lost control again
I feel it in the morning rain
The sweet regret of life unchanged
And I know we can’t be so
And yet this feeling grows
Found solace in your fool’s gold
It’s all I’ve ever knownYou were gentle I was mild
You were fearless I was wild
You were proud and I was too
I tried to be like you
But when sunlight broke the day
You were always worlds away
And though the space between us grew
Still I reached for youI went high and I went low
Still I could not let you go
And though others offered gold
Still I clutched that false stone
For it sparkled in the light
The way your eyes did that night
I will love you til I’m old
Even though it’s fool’s gold -
Dead men dancing in space
Hung amongst stars
Where have they come from?
Will they go very far?
Watch out the window
Watch as they spin
One two three, one two three, oneClasped in embrace
Tie upon tie
Suit jacket straightened
Glassy eye to glassy eye
Take a breath in
Hold it forever
One two three, one two three, oneDead men
Dancing forever
Oh dead men
Do you see heaven?
Ah dead men
Teach me to dance like you
Dead men
Dance at your leisure
For dead men
Time holds no pressure
Ah dead men
Teach me to one two three, tooTell me you love me
Tell me you’re tired
Tell me you like it
So close to the wire
Betrayed me in some way
Haven’t yet worked out how
One two three, one two three, oneWhat’s left of a waltz when the heartbeat is gone?
What’s left of a song when no one sings along?
How am I frozen so close to the sun? Are we spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning?Dead men dancing in space
Clinging to stars
I know where you’ve come from
Will you go very far?
Is a day on Venus
Worth a life on Mars?
One two three, one two three, oneDead men
Dancing forever (Dancing forever)
Oh dead men
Do you see heaven?
Ah dead men
Teach me to dance like you
Dead men
You can dance at your leisure (Dance at your leisure)
For dead men
Time holds no pressure
Ah dead men
Teach me to one two three, too
Teach me to one two three -
I have been making bad decisions
I have been pulling it all apart
Gilding consequence with fate again
It’s my myopic artI have been making bad decisions
I‘ve been hiding them from my friends
I break things with impressive precision
And I’m not trying to make amendsIt’s the way that we talk
If we talk
It’s the way that we speak
If we speak at all
It’s the way that we talkI am weary of your beauty
I have cast my net too wide
Stretched my ligaments thin again
To hold up half your skyIt’s the way that we talk
If we talk at all
It’s in the way that we speak
We don’t speak anymore
It’s the way we don’t talkIt’s the way we don’t talk
We don’t talk at all
It’s in the way we don’t speak
We don’t speak anymore
It’s the way we can’t talkDo not try
Do not seek to find me
Small glories are all
I have leftDo not cry
For I am beyond you now -
Summer days
Heavy air
Run my fingers
Through your hair
Play me, play me, impale me on your lashes
As I singSoftly do we make our chorus
Who are they but golden tourists
Passing through our summers
Shadows crowning in their wake before theySoftly make their daily chorus
Then are we those golden tourists?
Passing through the summers
Crowning shadows in our wakeAching days
Wishing nights
Feel your sweat
In neon lights
Hold me, hold me, lull me, lull me closer
To youTake my hand
Don’t ask why
Can we fall for just one night
Take me in
Let me breathe you
Then let me leave you
When it’s lightStolen time
Spinning room
Wasted touch
Forgotten whose
Hush me, hush me, crush me, crush me in your palm
Once moreWe are lost
Don’t know why
You keep falling for this lie
I won't love you
And I can’t try to
But I can’t seem to
Say goodbyeSoftly do we make our chorus
Who are they but golden tourists
Passing through our summers
Shadows crowning in their wake before theySoftly make their daily chorus
Then are we those golden tourists?
Passing through the summers
Crowning shadows in our wake(Falling for this lie
I won't love you
And you won't try to
But I can't seem to say goodbye)