If you have trouble sleeping
Don't try too hard
Tonight is for you
For this worn out heart
The bed wants to cry
And you deserve something else
Because life is real
It doesn't invite you to a second round

There is no higher precipice
Than the one with your heels dancing

It's not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises
It is not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises

If you find it hard to accept
What you have built with your hands
All the kingdom we tread
With every stone that tried to knock down
Make it loud again
The song of your Saturdays
May your hips be wings
And in your eyes that summer returns

There is no higher precipice
Than the one with your heels dancing

It's not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises
It is not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises

It's not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises
It is not in your plans to die of love
Nor be the echo of anyone's name
It is not in your plans to deny the sun
See you dance in your sunrises

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