Dance Like Everyone Is Watching

Artists : Twelve Hour Turn : Dance Like Everyone Is Watching

we were all asleep standing. nothing much around here is so demanding. we gathered around the floor without a reason, we know nothing changes, this is our station. i saw you there; you were in the shit. i saw you dance; you pulled out of it.

it was in unison to face a wall, it is to anticipate some kind of last call, to weigh down your body with other bodies. there is a habit about your anatomy. there is something deadening about finding the same means; the same difference is a laughable way to be. i will not allow this city to define me, i will not allow this floor to speak of me.

we are still alive, dancing with the dead. nine to five is the way we cry, and i see beauty in your eyes.

music caused an ear to ear and you should live here, more often instead of in your books. a real bed would provide a better night's rest. i can see the lines. there are some that paint won't hide.

we are always looking on the outside, never finding what is inside. like a book and its cover, and a bed and its covers. i want to lay down, i want to close my eyes and find the perfect sleep.

i got home; i emptied my pockets of receipts from weeks of driving. i found your place as secure. headlocked.