Из альбома: Holding On to Whatever It Is
Roll your eyes a new direction
Cold is the tongue of the one who speaks in monotone
Clap your hands with sharp inflection
Dance to the beat of a drummer playing on his own
Why are we hanging our heads?
Why don't we go out and dance tonight?\
I'd rather be weak than be still
Just keep finding reasons to fall in love
Until we've loved our lives away
In and out but never showing up
To stay long enough to let them onto you
There's a little peace in knowing we'll still be young and broke
No matter what we do
Someone get me down on the floor
What's the point of living in the city?
Someone get me down on the floor
Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty
Why don't we go out and dance tonight?
And love our lives away