This Thing That We Call Dance
The audience before meNature all aroundSilence in this momentYou cannot hear a sound It’s there in...
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The audience before meNature all aroundSilence in this momentYou cannot hear a sound It’s there in...
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My little ballerinaFreed from the music boxGrown into a ladyWithout those golden locks Poetry in...
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Express your thoughts to me through sound Take my hand and spin me round Journeys cross the ballroom floor Like silhouettes from time before To grace the stage of life again And dream of days that might have been The lights come...
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