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