The Dance

There are two forces within me
Dancing a beautiful dance
Where one leads, one follows
Trust is the music and the world is my dance floor

I salsa barefoot on the burning hot streets of the city
I slow dance through cold fog rolling in from the sea
I waltz passionately over fallen tree trunks in fairytale forests
I swirl over misty morning fields, holding me tightly
And tango the waters that separate land

Through days and through nights I dance my true dance
Where I must both lead and follow
For me to move as one

There is no other way

There are always two forces
Dancing
Or fighting the dance

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So take my hand and remind me of our music
And of our intimate dance…

Because there are two forces between us
Dancing a beautiful dance
Where one leads, one follows
Moving us as one
Through a crazy wild world, which is our dance floor