Put your head between tour hands
Think of all the good youʼve made
Without any meaning
First of all you say hello
Sing a little song you know
without any meaning

Life is just a dance untold
We fumble on a path unknown
If only we could see
Just past our nose
I'm told
We'd know right where to go
We will see.

Who am I to give advice
Been to blame more than twice
Took the bait and felt the bite

Sit and wait for the axe to drop
Little time and then it stops
Little time and then it stops.