Come and dance with me.
Come and move and be
and fight the temptation
to quietly fade.
Come and feel with me.
This is freedom and this is love.
Come and hear this music
this white noise of jubilee.
Here we are on the edge of infinity
and we are so careless,
dancing on the edge.
Are we tempting fate?
Or is this dance our sacrifice?
Instead of a future faced off square,
here we are, a whirlwind madness
Dancing and dancing off the cliff
and falling, still moving
into the crashing ocean of progress.
Come and dance with me
And let this be our fight and our freedom.
Be mindful of the music and move against
the societal temptation
to be stoically bland.