you come out drinking with me tonight
the summer is almost gone and soon
the path that leads to your house
will be a treacherous with the frost
and I'll make it last in this cold, alone at night
'I could drink all this body could hold
but for the fear I might fall over
and break these brittle bones
and these dirty little cigarettes we smoke
and the liquor it just throws a cloak over the feelings we should show'
'I only dance to remember
how dancing used to feel'