Dancing.
Hey darling take my hand,
let’s do the dance,
one, two, one, two,
victims of our circumstance.
At such a furious pace,
our shoes will lose soul,
untie the lace,
off they come,
along with the rest -
oh girl we had it the best.
one, two, one, two.
the tune is long and sad,
we’ll look upon the sky,
wish we have what we had
oh dear, my love, we’ve gone mad.
we dance at a furious pace.
now there’s nothing left.
not a thing.
not a trace.
oh, we dance at such a furious pace.
my hands guide yours,
as your hair whispers to me,
my heart swells,
your eyes tear.
we’ve met and dealt with it all,
and now the biggest fear,
is met and the band is done.
their time is up.
the dance floor is barren,
but not for long will it be alone,
for our ears are too keen - we will hear the music play again,
and we’ll dance again,
fearlessy,
into eternity.
- written by: Alan Scarpa
2 years ago