Dust Poets - irreverent Canadian Folk-pop

Lyrics to Four Legs Good...

Lovesick Town

Dance with Ourselves

Tail lights fade on a white line road
Someone's signalling to someone below
And you look to the east and there's wisdom in the glow
You look to the sky but the answer's below

Well he said he'd stick it out for one last ride
It was a starless highway on an asphalt night
He felt the wind push the backs of his eyes
When he left town they lined the streets with goodbyes

And once again we dance with ourselves
And once again we dance with ourselves
And on that floor doesn't feel like you're alone
To each his own it's all unknown

He made fun of the pope he made fun of the past
He made fun of his jokes they fell flat on their ass
Wherever he went life just burned up behind
The road was in flames when he made up his mind

It's another dirt line a dry crack in the land
A scene of a crime a stain on his hand
But he swore it was too real to believe
You got to be locked up to know that you're free

And once again we dance with ourselves
And once again we dance with ourselves
And on that floor doesn't feel like you're alone
To each his own it's all unknown

They'll be glad to know that you found your way back home
Glad to know that you'll never forget
And no one believed the things that you said
You're better forgetting the whole thing instead
Maybe all of those suburban places were just in your head

So it's two shots of sadness one shot of regret
Set 'em up Joe tonight was made to forget
They caught him in their sights and he didn't even know
Night turned to day and they watched as he floated

And once again
And once again
And once again we dance with ourselves
And once again we dance with ourselves
And on that floor doesn't feel like you're alone
To each his own it's all unknown