this is a waltz, thinking about our bodies /
what they mean for our salvation /
with only the clothes that we stand up in /
just the ground on which we stand /
is the darkness ours to take? /
bathed in lightness, bathed in heat //
all is well as long as we keep spinning /
here and now, dancing behind a wall /
and the old songs had laughter within /
all forgiven, always and never been true //
when I arrive, will you come and find me? /
or in a crowd, be one of them? /
mother wants us right beside her /
know tomorrow's at peace