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