Spirit

She looked at me and did the bosa nova
I smiled at her and then just walked away
Then the lights came on and it was over
To my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all
So I packed it up and took to a rock show...
Where you can feel the pulse getting stronger
& you can only hear the beat for so long
I asked if there was any way to stop it
No, he said, just smile and act as if...
You worship the very ground on which they walk on...
No way
A temporary absence of gesture
A hidden meaning known to everyone
A slight misconception of leizure
Don't see how that could hurt anyone... I know... But
Spirit, excellence, further down the road
These are the tools you'll need further down the road
So lets pack it up and take it somewhere special...
From a quintessential, existential nightmare
To a sanctuary waiting in the sun