Ive never been the one to give the first shot Id rather miss the beat and think too much But Ive got a good sense for the sweet things And a taste for the tender and the conquering Ive never had the feeling something is missing Whats the use of adding water to the ocean But you shine, this is fine Let it break, I dont mind Make it quiet in the case they are listening And it has happened before And it is happening again Good things they come to take you in Dancing on the ceiling The shape of things to come Never to become undone And all fall when youre there Anyhow Ive never been the one to give the first shot Id rather miss the beat and think too much But Ive got a good sense for the sweet things And a taste for the tender and the conquering Sure you know its all about complicity Never been so guilty Could you ever be? Every step in the air just leads down But who cares? Weve never planned to jump, so let it be And the beat goes on Like a distant storm And the might have beens Make it roll and roll and roll and roll
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