My mind a-squirrel before the wind My heart’s a-pounding, “let me in” And it’s all a-happening in a glint Of ballroom blue It’s just me and you We are the dance and its disappearance
In the air a taste of mint And night’s been coming ever since The sun’s been giving off its dark hints In orangey glows And Sudbury yellows We are the dance and its disappearance
In the distance, a howling wolf
But in the darkness there’s a tinge The slightest streak of blood-orange Like a drop of blood to the rusty door hinge Our beautiful due It’s still me and you We are the dance and its disappearance
Our beautiful due I’ve been thinking about you We are the dance and its disappearance We are the dance and its disappearance
