The Same Song


Same song

Every night

When I feel like dancing

You just wanna hold me tight

 

I can dance alone

It’s probably better anyway

This is like keeping me on the phone

But partying lets me say,

 

I want to be free

To move from here to there

I want to be free

In a world that doesn’t care

  As long as I share

I want to be free

Still closer to thee

I want to be

What freedom has for me

 

If I twirl too much

Don’t be quick to think I’m dizzy

Just because I move when you try to touch

My hand, and I hear you say, “Is he always this busy?”

“Do you always have to be this busy?”

 

What if I don’t want to stand or sit still

All the time, it’s just not enough

Maybe it’s not my will with so much time to kill

Making life more rough with lifeless stuff

 

My dance floor is the earth’s store

And it gives me so much more when I don’t sit still

Like biting into an apple’s core

The seeds inside are like a pill,

     keeping peace at will, seeds that thrill

 

 

 

 

Change the song

And you’ll see my new clothes

Sure as the day’s gone long

Even the Emperor holds a white rose

 

Change the tune

I’ll help you learn to step right

I’ve been to the moon and you can soon

If you stop putting up a fight and follow the light

 

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