Sites - Reprise For The Dancer Lyrics

Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to the youth in your voice
Hold on to your youth

The fetal position
That's how I found myself the next morning
Lying by the side of my dear friend porcelain
My anxiety hits in time with all my landlord's hollering
These are the days where I threaten The Dancer with retirement
They wave me off call in sick put on a pot of coffee

We had the city eating out of our hands
The city loves you when you're in demand
The city loves you when it understands

I'm not getting older
Not getting high as much anymore
Did she ever love me
Towards the end I'd stare out at her empty seat

The crowds have been thinning
Wish that I could say the same of my body
With the lights flicking I can't find my footing
The blood stains on the curtain could use some cleaning
The Dancer paces backstage just trying to find the plotting
Until we're both escorted out into the great unknowing

We had the city eating out of our hands
The city loves you when you're in demand
The city loves you when it understands

Just give up you're older
Only get high when you're sociable
I know she loved me
That's why she held back and watched me choke the landing
That's why she held back and watched me choke the landing
That's why she held back and watched me choke the landing
That's why she held back and watched me choke the landing
That's why she held back and watched me choke the landing