Bouncer
I talked about leaving town and I did it
But maybe I'd be better off without quitting
Anything when it gets hard to handle
Chasing sunsets just for the thrill of it
But what's the point, never see the other side of it
Is it leaving or is it freedom and what's the difference
Maybe we don't have to explain so much
Maybe not everything's a sign
I keep listening to what's missing, tell me why
I can't wait to go waltzing where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
I tried condensing lifetimes into minutes
Maybe I'd be better off if I didn't
What if I wasn't so scared to settle
I'd read the book on life if it existed
Hell, I'd even settle for an early edition
It took a few decades but I finally get poetry
Is it punk enough to believe in love
In a homestead kind of way
Am I crying on the riding mower again
I can't wait to go two-stepping where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
We fled east from the suburbs shouting "no rules" all the way to the coast
But I think there was more to it than we could know
So I can't wait to go dancing where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
A dancer's god is a bouncer, let me in I'm not afraid
A dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
But maybe I'd be better off without quitting
Anything when it gets hard to handle
Chasing sunsets just for the thrill of it
But what's the point, never see the other side of it
Is it leaving or is it freedom and what's the difference
Maybe we don't have to explain so much
Maybe not everything's a sign
I keep listening to what's missing, tell me why
I can't wait to go waltzing where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
I tried condensing lifetimes into minutes
Maybe I'd be better off if I didn't
What if I wasn't so scared to settle
I'd read the book on life if it existed
Hell, I'd even settle for an early edition
It took a few decades but I finally get poetry
Is it punk enough to believe in love
In a homestead kind of way
Am I crying on the riding mower again
I can't wait to go two-stepping where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
We fled east from the suburbs shouting "no rules" all the way to the coast
But I think there was more to it than we could know
So I can't wait to go dancing where nobody's turned away
Because a dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
A dancer's god is a bouncer, let me in I'm not afraid
A dancer's god is a bouncer and mine is a rainy day
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Goldklang
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