1st of May sister, put that record on
And dance through the rooms
Of the house of your dreams
There's not much 'round here that's half
As pretty as it seems
But it gets bigger and it gets better
So put that record on and dance until
The sadness is gone and they say sister
They say all is fine, truth or lie
Sister, they say all is fine, fine, fine
Well, here's the laughter
And here's the sore throat
And here's another one of the only kind
That will ever grow here and the air is full of
Mark my words and sleep
The air holds nothing
So ten years of falling down is nothing, now?
Ten years of feeling sick is nothing?
Well, I spy an eye for an eye and
A tooth for a tooth in you
And I spy clear skies all over
And I spy a life repeating itself in you
So he might say, I remember a feverish night
When she would cling to the walls
And talk like a child
And that car travel under the beautiful sky
That car travel into the longest of nights
And the air was full of poisoned words
And the record's broken
And as I walk through every room of my life
Thinking I can never take the edge of anything
And shape it to a perfect ball
And let it roll down the hall
To knock all this shit out of my way
The sun brakes through, the sun brakes through
And I see you, I see you like always
Like every day
And still I dance through the rooms
Of the house of my dreams
Nothing 'round here is
Half as pretty as it seems
And it won't get bigger, it won't get better
But put that record on and dance with me
Until the sadness is gone

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