I don't know what happens when
people die
Can't seem to grasp it as
hard as I try
It's like a song I can hear
playing right in my ear
That I can't sing
I can't help listening
And I can't help feeling stupid
standing 'round
Crying as they ease you down
'Cause I know that you'd rather
we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away
(Right on dancing)
No matter what fate chooses
to play
(There's nothing you can do
about it anyway)
Just do the steps that you've
been shown
By everyone you've ever known
Until the dance becomes your
very own
No matter how close to yours
Another's steps have grown
In the end there is one dance
you'll do alone
Keep a fire for the human race
Let your prayers go drifting
into space
You never know what will be
coming down
Perhaps a better world is
drawing near
And just as easily it could
all disappear
Along with whatever meaning
you might have found
Don't let the uncertainty
turn you around
(The world keeps turning around
and around)
Go on and make a joyful sound
Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else
has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some
seeds of your own
And somewhere between the
time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were
alive
But you'll never know
Marco Giunco |
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