Dance Song Lyrics

Trying to stay close at the end-of-term show to some girls

I don't really care for

And one of them sits behind translucent slips, barely clothed

The earth in her hand

I'll see her again in a whiteout like this at a loft

With bedrooms for sculptures

She'll interrupt attempts at self-promotion to a guy

Who isn't listening

In these years I've harnessed street light

To peer into brownstones that hide my adult life

The forecast's violent, a current to guide what we're doing tonight

And I feel like dancing

And making my way to where you're standing

Rework the storm into my body

Release, retreat and collapse softly

Filing out slowly of Dodge and I'm surprised to find

It's already violet

I guess that's because I was hooked on your face in the glow

Of New Wave screenings

You'll take me in stride as your ego burns bright and the Times

Covers your paintings

They're one of a kind, deserve walls by High Lines, but at least

You could have said hi

Now there's violence in my presence

While I ring the buzzer at a corporate office

Got no chance except that I'm dead set

On seeing what a movie set's like

And I feel like dancing

At parties that rarely happen

Explode in green, transform the lobby

When I get home the winter costs me