Sunday, February 1, 2015

Jeff Foster - The Dance

We never rehearsed this
We are a mess

We tremble and perspire
We step on each other’s toes

Sometimes we go out of tune
And forget our lines

But at least this is real
At least we are not half-alive

Buried under the weight of some image
We never believed in anyway

I will always take this imperfect dance
Over no dance at all

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