Persephone

Lord of the dead

Do we all go down for a season

The creatures that we seek

The images we collect

But you can't bring them into the spring sun

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of a dead man and I

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of the dead man I

I dig into the folds of my mind

Scavenging the cracks sometimes for answers

But hope is not as I have come to find

Something that you understand

But I trust and I

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of a dead man and I

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of the dead man I

When I was young

I thought I would become

Someone different than who I find myself to be

But in my weakness I've come to believe

That who I am is greater than me

Of who I once dreamed

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of a dead man and I

I don't want to dance anymore

With dark nostalgia

I don't want to hold hands with the dreams

Of the dead man I