Faith in Transition (Alternate Version)
Shoes do the talking,
mouths do the walking
Dance with your head and
think with your feet
Dark hearts pumping
on a new off-beat
Spotlight hits,
strip music for the soul
To lose it you gotta have it,
I'm talking 'bout control
A long way to stumble,
short distance affair
A weekend of failure stretched
into a lifetime
Towers are crashing,
families are falling
Passing thoroughfares,
deserted plazas
Faith in transition
Having lost touch,
how do you feel?
Don't look for angles,
don't blur the appeal
In this day and age it's unwise
to plan ahead
A future superstition,
get yourself some fun instead
I'm talking 'bout desperate fun,
I'm talking 'bout desperate fun
Indifference is
the fashionable disease
I observe, I can fake it with ease
Almost clean, wet and shining
Dull gleam, almost blinding
Faith in transition
Bleed my brother, lying in a cot
Grown neighbour,
finger in the slot
Return to dust, return to dust
Signs appear and
are left unheeded
What we forget will be repeated
Lights out all over Europe
May I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Faith in transition
Tap dance, Morse code,
one needs a home,
the other needs a rope
Faith
mouths do the walking
Dance with your head and
think with your feet
Dark hearts pumping
on a new off-beat
Spotlight hits,
strip music for the soul
To lose it you gotta have it,
I'm talking 'bout control
A long way to stumble,
short distance affair
A weekend of failure stretched
into a lifetime
Towers are crashing,
families are falling
Passing thoroughfares,
deserted plazas
Faith in transition
Having lost touch,
how do you feel?
Don't look for angles,
don't blur the appeal
In this day and age it's unwise
to plan ahead
A future superstition,
get yourself some fun instead
I'm talking 'bout desperate fun,
I'm talking 'bout desperate fun
Indifference is
the fashionable disease
I observe, I can fake it with ease
Almost clean, wet and shining
Dull gleam, almost blinding
Faith in transition
Bleed my brother, lying in a cot
Grown neighbour,
finger in the slot
Return to dust, return to dust
Signs appear and
are left unheeded
What we forget will be repeated
Lights out all over Europe
May I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Excuse me,
may I have the last dance?
Faith in transition
Tap dance, Morse code,
one needs a home,
the other needs a rope
Faith
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Anthony Clift
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