The Dance

THE DANCE

See the picture in the hall

Framed in magic on the wall

Ain't it funny how it glows

What's on the inside

No one knows

What makes this picture

So inviting

To those who stand outside it

Maybe it's the dancers

Or maybe it's the dance

The dancer dances

Thousands fill the gallery

They pay their price to see a dream

They can make believe for free

Two hours' worth of fantasy

Maybe they pretend

The picture's them

Or maybe they just love

To sit and blend

Tonight the picture has no frame

Colours unleash and float away

To each and everyone of you

Tonight the spirit brings the news

You become a part of it all

Thousands turn to one in the hall

You become the dancer

And we become the dance

The dancer dances

The dancer dances

The dancer dances

And we become the dancer

And you become the dance