THE DANCE
by Al Rose © 2016 Wheel See Music (ASCAP)

The dance is commencing / Transparent and bare

The butchers are cutting the orchestra’s hair

I’m side step believing about half what I heard

It’s all fragments and circles and curious words

I bundled my courage and hid in the rushes

I lifted up higher what couldn’t be trusted

I stood on the edge of an elegant razor

You handled the blade with angelic grace


You found my heart broken and you forced your way in

You pulled up a chair and declared me a friend

You tended the stubborn that couldn’t be bent

You mended the fence and defended the mend


I come to the water so stupid and thirsty

I gather up cups and I try not to hurry

I take every drop with discretion and care

Even when that don’t matter I still lay myself bare

And all through the chaos you never withdrew

You taped up the tears and you bandaged the wound

You sent away fire / You didn’t let it come in

You stared down the tanks until peace trickled in


I once was immune

Now I catch every cold

I battered my system and bullied my soul

I avoided disease through denial and rage

I once was immune

Now I catch every plague


Returning from battle and weather permitting

I’ll gather up rivers and keep the plates spinning

And bestow all the flowing to relevant oceans

Where best kept endeavors deliver the omens

And all through the chaos you never withdrew

You taped up the tears and you bandaged the wound

You sent away fire / You didn’t let it come in

You stared down the tanks until peace trickled in