(Angelo Badalamenti, Marianne Faithfull)

Things are never what they seem
Play a part most of the time.
What is yours cannot be mine
And I’m bored by dreams.

Bored by dreams.

I can’t say the words I mean
Make myself go through the line.
Does the payment fit the crime
If I’m bored by dreams ?

Take me through the steps my love,
Shall we dance again ?
I was older then,
Now we are the same.

Take me through the steps, my love,
Shall we dance again ?
Things were always brighter then,
Hear me call your name.

After a certain age
Every artist
Works with injury.

After a certain age
Every artist
Works with injury.

Take me through the steps my love,
Shall we dance again ?
I was always older then,
Now we are the same.