Dancefloors - My Morning Jacket

daybreak.

nightfall.

long as I believe

there ain’t nothing glowin like this skin you’re showin

and the keys you gave to me nightjails.

poolhalls.

some things are everywhere

so for the past I’m diggin a grave so big, it will swallow up the sea

oh I know… that it’s easy… there’s no trouble waitin for me dancefloors.

headlights.

in my blood there’s gasoline

for an urban boy on a dirty tour I never felt so clean

loaded questions in an automatic world

you just won’t be seein the things you need,

as if you thought you would

oh I know… it’s never easy… when there’s trouble waitin for me