[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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
[Interlude]

[Bridge]
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

[Chorus]
'Cause I don't want to dance anymore
With dark nostalgia
And I don't want to hold hands with the dreams
Of a dead man, and I
And I don't want to dance anymore
With dark nostalgia
And I don't want to hold hands with the dreams
Of the dead man, and I
And I don't want to dance anymore
With dark nostalgia
And I don't want to hold hands with the dreams
Of the dead man, and I
And I don't want to dance anymore
With dark nostalgia
And I don't want to hold hands with the dreams
Of the dead man, and I