The melody is hypnotic, Balloons filled with gas; Sanity playing with my alter ego, I want to dance.
It’s the beginning of a SĂŠance, I want to dance; Life out of living dead, Dance!
Stars on the dance floor, Moons besides the side walk; My sunlight rehearsing in the backyard, We want to dance.
The moon completing the circle of light, Teeth readying for the bite; Eyes, manufacturing that wacky glance, All I want – dance. Shamsud A If You Enjoyed This Post Please Take 5 Seconds To Share It