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