Dancers

A mother's holding her first child I sit there wasted in awe of time The crowd is singing, oh so wild I look at Reuben, he's dreaming I met you wandering By the lake Age was eating you away I said ''Hey father, the sea, the tides, are timeless So are we'' The fire's burning through her mind The messed up waitress And her Mexican wine She sees them all Walk in and out Stil she smiles For her daughters Oh society You're haunting me I know I am you and you are me So surely we can see Something's not right Something's not right The singer's spirit leaves the mand The people paying for the war Like coffe ''I'll take this one, you take next'' And I know love it dies and gets reborn The roses red The Zen of Thorns But I'm seeing graves Where love used to rain Down on me Oh society You're haunting me I know I am you and you are me So surely we can see Something's not right Something's not right But if you could be born again To where would you go love And in what direction Cause' I've seen you dancing by the sea And I know there's nowhere else You would rather be A mother's holding her first child I sit there wasted In awe of time The crowd is singing, oh so wild I look at reuben, he's dreaming