I'm waiting for the hangman And in the torment of these four walls I get bored Grinded slowly by the vile sands I see the hourglass tilt by its own accord And I am longing for my pair To take my hand and lead me gently up the stairs To let me dance where there’s no floor Would you scare away the shadow That comes each day to watch me from the floor? Glued to the bottom of the gallows And by the sunset it gets to big to ignore I can already hear the crowd Starting to prance and pushing each other around To watch me dance where there’s no floor They’ll adore me They’ll adore me They’ll adore me now And after everything turns black I feel your hands, they put a rope around my neck That leads my dance Where there’s no floor Swing Swing Swinging