I danced in the middle of grand central station
Because that’s where I felt the most inspiration
Weaving my body through the flood of generations
Imagining all this stone in bright decorations
Twisting and curving, collecting strange adoration
A brief affair from strangers prior to transportation
Where do you go when you’re lost, needing stimulation?
A place to be you, exploring liberation
A space to let go of all fears and reservation
Where history is elegantly fused with current modernization
I thought it was a home where my soul may take haven
But I was urged by a workman to leave the location
So much for my soul’s salvation