The Dance
By Chris Whitley
Sat, 24 Feb 2007
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(Performance Poem)
The dance
The dance into new space
Foot prints on virgin sands
Wind blown minds
Shipping out
Yeah I’m shipping out
The dance
The dance into new time
No targets, no aims
Destines unknown
Shipping out
Yeah I’m shipping out
The dance
The dance beyond the signs
Which tell us where we’ve been
And where we are
Shipping out
Yeah I’m shipping out
The dance
The dance into new life
Finding ourselves
Breaking the waves
Shipping out
Yeah I’m shipping out
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