DANCING AS FAST AS I CAN

        
the match burns down, it nips your fingers
it wakes you from the dream of where you thought you were
wrong, wrong, got your face right in it
as if the world could care

and sliding under the wing to starboard
a moon goes up and down on some city somewhere
your heart is jammed, the chamber’s loaded
silver bullets of joy or despair

and you can trust in the power of music
you can trust in the power of prayer
but it’s only the white of your knuckles
that’s keeping this plane in the air

I’ve got scar tissue, I’ve got cash in hand
got a season ticket to the promised land
and I do this for a living mister don’t you understand
that I’m dancing dancing dancing
dancing as fast as I can?

and when you’re dry they bring you brandy
the gates of sleep you gotta push on through
who stands guard while you’re dreaming
of blue skies, blue over blue?

and you can trust in the power of music
you can trust in the power of prayer
but it’s only the white of your knuckles
that’s keeping this plane in the air

I’ve got scar tissue, I’ve got cash in hand
got a season ticket to the promised land
and I do this for a living, mister, don’t you understand
that I’m dancing, dancing, dancing
dancing as fast as I can?