i have arrived at my time
to dance with life
i should hold an arabesque
in defiance of movement
but if i had my choice
i'd grab your hand and we'd
dance a tango in celebration
of the very love and hatred
that keeps us alive
come, press your cheek to mine
and let's dance
look into my eyes and see
the power you have over me
let that energy coarse through us -
through our hands as we embrace
we'll plant it back
into the ground
with our feet