Let’s dance
that dance on the edge of your guitar's strings.
the harmonies of life, play.
the way I remember it. 

A few years wiser
in the dark room, I sat 
to your late night confessions, I listened.
redeeming yourself.

Baby: empty those lungs 
one breath in, one breath out.

Let's Dance,
to the melodic sound of our tangled memories
l am listening, we are dancing.
the chords of my heart you're determined to keep playing;  
and you say: playing the Flatted Fifth, no more
the unbalanced energy you'll tune 
I look at the moon, and I think 
it's probably lunar lunacy.

Baby, empty those lungs
Let's Dance!