No.
It’s a flick click and boom
The way that glass bulges like bubble gum
And wires snap and blaze
And the classical symphony fucks rock and roll
In the sparks that fall
That’s when we’ll be dancing
Walking smiling over broken glass
And it’s a feeling you just can’t hope to have
Without giving it all away
No.
no
It’s something else entirely
It’s the rough and tender ways of life
IT’S A JOYFUL NOISE!
And that’s when well be dancing
2 comments:
again....east to weast....i was just thinking about the dancing revolution the other day!
Revolution's never sounded better
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