You were dancing on the point of a pin
And I was dancing with you angel
And gave you a spin
And lost you in the crowd
You had gone to find a razor
We could line-dance on
Or a cliff for a pas-de-deux
You would bring me to the edge
Where the waves grow loud
And all our dances come together
Swahili limbo waltz and clog
Where we could look down on death
And life as equal partners
To be danced away today
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