Dancing Barefoot

Oh god I fell for you

She is benediction, benediction
She is addicted, addicted to thee
She is the root connection, root connection
He is connecting, connecting is he

Here I go, and I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be she's taking over me?

I'm dancing barefoot
Heading for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroine, like some heroine

She is sublimation, she is sublimation
She is the essence, the essence of thee
She is concentrating, concentrating on
He who has been chosen, chosen by she

Here I go, and I don't know why
I fell so ceaselessly
Could I lose my sense of gravity?

She is re-creation, she is re-creation
She is intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation, slow sensation that
He is levitating, levitating with she

I'm dancing barefoot
In mid-air I spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroine, like some heroine

The plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
The mystery of childbirth, childhood itself
Grave visitations
What is it that calls to us?
Why must we pray screaming?
Why must not death be redefined?
We shut our eyes
We stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass
Affixation, a fix on anything: the line of life, the limb on a tree
The hands of he, or the promise that she is blessed among women

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