Slow Dancing to This Bitter Earth Songtext
von Publicist UK

The weather is changing
Dialogue is stagey
But the intent, the intent is pure
We speak of purity
Haircuts an atrocity
A reminder that every scene′s a bore
You can wave the red flag
Decorate your handbag
But even the dead think consistency's a chore

My favorite feelings are joy and contempt
In you, in you I′ve met my match
My strongest feelings are joy and contempt
In you, in you I've met my match


The day is long, the day is hard
It's an uncertain word we speak
′Til we′re slow dancing to this bitter earth
We're slow dancing to this bitter earth

Heart-sleeved charmers
Best not to believe
What′s convenient is rarely good
You can hate how the roads are paved
Eventually you live in the state
Apolitical, baby
My heart, in its fashion
Is true

My strongest feelings are joy and contempt
In you, I've met my match
My strongest feelings are joy and contempt
In you, I′ve met my match
In you, I've met my match