I've never been the one to give the first shot
I'd rather miss the beat and think too much
But I've got a good sense for the sweet things
And a taste for the tender and the conquering

I've never had the feeling something is missing
What's the use of adding water to the ocean
But you shine, this is fine, let it break, I don't 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 you're there
Anyhow

I've never been the one to give the first shot
I'd rather miss the beat and think too much
But I've got a good sense for the sweet things
And a taste for the tender and the conquering

Sure you know it's all about complicity
Never been so guilty, could you ever be?
Every step in the air just leads down
But who cares
We've 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