paroles de chanson The Piper I (Dance, Your Day Is Yet to Come) - Jordan Reyne

So you ran from the quiet, cos it made you feel strange
And outside you heard voices and the pull of the crowd
So you ran amidst faces and fluttering hands
Oh you joined the parade of those smiles that avowed
Your day is yet to come

And amidst whirling dancers a man took your arm -
Offered up two for one, the best deal you could earn
He said "Pay nothing now. Just enjoy and enjoy
And come follow the witches while the beat still allows
Cos your day is yet to come"

So you banished the quiet, as a cure for your sanity
To shout with the rest, as a stage for your vanity
Oh don't look away from the heave of the masses
The Reaper, they say, does his work where the quiet is
And your day is yet to come!

But all fevers grow tired, though a crowd cannot see
And they'll pull you along on your stumbling feet
And you'll see in the shadows that stir on the sides
That the quiet still calls, which you swapped for the tide
Oh your day is yet to come?

So stop, and just breathe. And then do it again
And hope hard that the noise in your head will die down
Cos your ears they will ring till you know you've gone mad
And that someone has taken the one thing you had
And your day has been and gone