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LYRIC: And We Dance (May)

The rain it started falling wrong

Too much, too little

Floods and droughts

Where did all the seasons go?

And I’m trying to watch the news less now

Curating only positivity

I like to look at pretty pictures

Watch my sports

Listen to podcasts that only cater in nostalgia

So we can dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

There used to be this thing we called the truth

At least that’s what I’m choosing to believe

It might have been some dream I had?

It might have been some fucked up fantasy?

I can’t remember the last time I checked the facts?

I can’t remember the last time you checked the facts?

I can’t remember the last time we checked the facts?

I can’t remember how we ever used to disagree?

So we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

Why do my feet feel sore?

Why do my legs hurt so?

Why can’t I stop myself?

From dancing

Please help me - I can’t stop dancing…

We barely even notice anymore

When a bomb drops and gives birth to war

Grumble on about the price of gas

And set our eyes towards a screen

Advertising’s noticed less than war

We sold our right to privacy if we ever had that right before?

And turned ourselves into our brands

To sell the nothing we have left of ourselves right into their hands

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

Heatwave one week, snow the next

They said it only takes a few degrees

Before it cannot be undone

We laugh at references to once before

The things we watched when we were kids

Distracting us so they could steal

Everything that we once held so dear

While our minds were so diverted that it felt like progress as they took our souls

Leaving us with nothing more than scraps

of broken promises and pairs of too-tight dancing shoes

So we can dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end

(why do my feet feel sore?)

of the world

And we dance and we dance

(why do my legs hurt so? )

and we dance and we dance and we dance

(why can’t I stop myself from dancing?)

At the end

of the world

And we dance and we dance

(Please help me! I can’t stop dancing!) and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

(why are my feet so sore? Why do my legs hurt so? Why can’t I stop myself from dancing? Please help me! I can’t stop dancing!)

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

(Please help me! I can’t stop dancing!)

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

At the end of the world

(Stop dancing)

And we dance and we dance and we dance and we dance

(Dancing)

and we dance

At the end of the world

(At the end of the world)