In a Ballet

There was a crispness in the air that night
Street lights leaking through the window
Like as a child getting off a plane
Strange sense of newness to the family place

You cross the room like you’re in a ballet
Took my hand, it’s nice to meet you
I hold this strangeness in my memory
Abstract bodies, did we kiss that day?

There was some evil in the dressing room
Hummus, IPA, band stickers
A sense of threat was in the air that day
So much baggage between the band mates

A little anger as we crossed the stage
Did dontuomo on the family
It’s not so simple, chosen family
Each one bringing some new shit to play

To meet there in a ballet
To meet there in a ballet
Where we dance away

To meet there in a ballet
To meet
To meet there in a ballet
To meet there in a ballet
Where we dance away