I'm looking for a sign that says you're for real this time
Before short there's nothing when there was nothing
'Cause I can't wait for the dance floor to fill in
There are obviously there are many possibilities
I raise a toast to all our saviors each so badly behaved
But I don't trust what's in your head
If you wanna dance with me, I'll show you how it's gonna be
Clever is as clever does no matter what it says
This is only a possibility in a world of possibilities
Wind at the windows, neon lights the patterned panes
And the rain marches on
The doorman cups his hands and lights his cigarette again
While my eyes ride the crowd in a secret rodeo
There was always the possibility of something becoming what it is
I walk up to the bar and point at the top shelf
Now you gotta dance with me, now is when its gotta be
There's a spider spinning cobwebs from your elbow to the table
'Cause I can't wait for the band to begin
The waitress wields the weight of her tray around her palm
I smile with my mouth, lift my watch up to the light
And walk back out into the bar
Then I throw my head back and laugh at myself
See and eyelash on my cheek pick it off and make a wish
It's too bad that their world is the one that they saved
Don't even bother trying to say something clever
Ranging from small to large, before long there will be short
