Some days when I wake the world it seems so quiet
As if the sky has pulled a gray curtain over my eyes
I know that it is me who is colorblind and deaf
And everything I cannot see is as it was when I left
I am stranded on the brink of myself
Wanting to be moving without skin, without stealth
A passing stranger whispers with a glance
"There are no dancers, only the dance"
I unfurl my hands
Loosen myself
I spin with the lights tripped
I spin with the lights
We are red in tooth and claw but our beasts have been caged
Our dishes are still dirty, our beds are unmade
And one day we'll grow tired of feeding the fire
One we'll be weary of these flames that grow higher
A passing stranger whispers with a glance
"There are no dancers, only the dance"
I unfurl my hands
I dance with with myself
I spin with the lights tripped
I spin on my own
Some days when I wake the world seems so quiet x6
I unfurl my hands
Dance with myself
I spin with the lights
Spin with the lights
Nobody is watching
Nobody is there
I am free of the feeling of shortness of breath
Open your eyes and open your heart
I lose myself, I lose myself