The Dance 1&2

The candle’s still burning

1
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Can we live us a lifetime
With tears on our face
Hoping in something
That might fill the space
Is it somewhere we’re going
Or somewhere we’ve been
A time that is now
Or a time that was then
Does the sunset tomorrow
Rely on today
Or do dreams
Just fade away

I can’t help
But wonder sometimes
Why do the rainbows
Refuse to unwind
Is it tied to emotions
Or just circumstance
Or is it the thrill
Of the dance

Are the steps that we’re taking
The same as before
Do we gaze out the window
Or open the door
Do we lose all our chances
The music may end
Not knowing for certain
Just where to begin
Can we waste one tomorrow
Afraid of today
Or does time
Just slip away

I can’t help
But wonder sometimes
What makes the music
Go on in my mind
Is it tied to the motion
Or part of the trance
Or is it the thrill
Of the dance…


2
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The candle’s still burning
Though the flame’s fading fast
As the life that it fights for
Reflects on the glass

Still the window and mirror
Are one and the same
With one showing sorrow
The other our shame

With nose pressed against them
Do we open our eyes,
Do we look out the window,
Or peer deep inside?

Do we witness our falseness
Or believe in our truth?
Are the hopes that we fight for
Discarded with youth?

With our face in the mirror
Do we happen a glance
Or do we just sit out the dance...