Too many souls are lost
So many dreams lie broken
Will you try to help them
Chase the night away
Turn on the booming silver day
We do it in swingtime
We don't count the skinny seconds
Passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time
We make the rescue fit the crime
And feel each passing year
Absorb the well of tears
They shoot horses, don't they?
So we dance and sway
Into the pulsing, silver grey
We do it in swingtime
We don't count the skinny seconds
Passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time
We make the rescue fit the crime
So many people fail
So many hearts are broken
So many dreams lie broken
Will you try to help them
Chase the night away
Turn on the booming silver day
We do it in swingtime
We don't count the skinny seconds
Passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time
We make the rescue fit the crime
And feel each passing year
Absorb the well of tears
They shoot horses, don't they?
So we dance and sway
Into the pulsing, silver grey
We do it in swingtime
We don't count the skinny seconds
Passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time
We make the rescue fit the crime
So many people fail
So many hearts are broken
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