Dead Still Dance

Body’s cold, the party’s started, lying in a hole
Fertilizer from your skin and compost from your soul
And all across the universe, mysterious energies
Create more life from your life’s left over debris
Shadows in the living room, whispers of circumstance
‘Cause somewhere in the afterlife, even the dead still dance
We dance, we dance
Heroes and Villains, whoever’s willing to bust the thing apart
Indecisions and glorious visions gnawing at your heart
What were those foreshadows telling you, In the movie of you life?
Hero’s blinded by usurped and willing to sacrifice
Music in the corridor howls like a hungry trance
Bones and feathers on the floor, maybe we’ll all just dance
Shadows in the living room, whispers of circumstance
Somewhere on the open road even the dead still dance, we dance
Humbled by the prospects of all that could have been
Sitting in a coffee shop thankful just to grin
Wait for just a moment, long enough to realize
That for most of my existence, I’ve been hypnotized-
By my own sense of glamour, by my own magic rocks
Bending, shaping the ending till it matched up with my thoughts
Music in the corridor, marking your soul’s advance
‘Cause even in the afterlife baby the dead still dance
Shadows in the living room, whispers of sweet romance
‘Cause somewhere in the evening now even the dead still dance
We dance (x8)