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out of the morning mist and thro' the silent snow

God's gift to ballroom notoriety

and we'll have fun fun fun

we left them in the alehouse, we drank them clean away

you're wearing your anguish again

standing on the edge of a drowning blue

the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

a picture of you. a picture of you in uniform, standing with your head held high

I go follow to the river, play your memory like a piper

and in sunshine the waters are sleeping

stay and see the smoke, and who's still standing when it clears

and after all the blood that you still owe, another dollar's just another blow

hide the scars and fade away that shake-up

there's always a reason to dance

but where's your heart?

at least just tell me what the hell is wrong

when everything and everyone becomes my enemy

to keep me breathing, as the water rises up again