Taped Over

(hummmm) Warm rain on the wire

Who it be, at the edge of the rain

Dirty hands on a worn-out name Got things to do before morning

arrives I count every turn while the bassline drives (ooh-ooh)

We are dancing through the warm night rain (yeah) No more sorrow,

no more ancient pain Let the river take the ache away

I let the measure bend I come in late,

then leave again

Rain on my collar

Bass in my chest

I breathe between the drums Supercharged veins in the desert heat

Wings in the dust,

still finding my feet

I face my own face in the turning glass

Then sing through the grit till the weather passes (ooh-ooh)

We are dancing through the warm night rain (yeah) No more sorrow,

no more ancient pain

Let the river take the ache away (ah!)

(ooh) Ride it out

Ride it out

We are dancing through the rain (ooh-ooh-ooh) Let the river take the

ache away