How I Used To Dance

Oh, how I used to dance,

in my room, before I went to bed

On the second floor, and the trucks rolled by,

and the glasses store stood empty below me

I do not regret

A thing I ever said

And I’m content that I knew what I had

A room to call my own

With room enough to roam

A pillow where I lay my weary head

With Nora, smashing 40s

In the parking lot when we’re angry

And feeling bad about the broken glass

That we left behind, but it’s all right

And I do not regret

A thing I ever said

And I’m content that I knew what I had

A room to call my own

With room enough to roam

A pillow where I lay my weary head

The town kept time

The traffic lights were blinking to the beat

Every night

And way up in the chapel tower

The bells were ringing every hour

On the hour

And in the field and out of sight

We ran like water through the night

Every night

And the waves kept coming in to break

And the waves kept coming in to break

And the waves kept coming in to break

And the waves kept coming in to break