1,2,3
Did I ever dance in time? I really can't recall. Arms enfolding, tightly holding, believing he was all.
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bold faces
my toes are cold my knees are weak my hip is giving out but sitting together talking is dancing without feet
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RE: RE: RE: bold paces
My toes don't work, my knees make friendly chatter. Sitting out with one good friend is all that seems to matter.
s-0-2
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RE: RE: bold paces
Dancing in a vacuum just me and the dust kicking up my heel fanning the must
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Waltzing with Becca
waltz with me my sister, around the back yard the green ball room, a blue dome sky make growing up less hard.
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RE: 1,2,3
The dance came easy in time, three steps to the right, three steps to the left, three steps back, now dip!
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One Last Time
If tomorrow doesn't come for me Know that I have thought of you with fondness. I may not have said it one last time But I always thought of you with happiness.
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RE: RE: bold paces
I cannot dance up on my toes my two left feet show my bloody nose not broken though
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RE: bold paces
dancing alone in a dim, cluttered room, I whirl through a pathway embracing my broom.
sw-1-3
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RE: Waltzing with Becca
getting grown is hard to do. easier by far with two.
n-1-4
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cold paces
one last dance goodbye to donna summer i could listen to her sing for hours and always will remember ...
e-2-0
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RE: bold paces
side stepped across the floor no partner swing or swirl
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bold paces
we always think we'll get a chance to meet again for one last dance
2-2-1924
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RE: bold paces
Life is a dance steps learned by trial where error smirks its triumphant smile
w-2-3
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RE: RE: Waltzing with Becca
Dancing with a sister Frees the soul Dancing with a mister... A different goal
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RE: bold paces
What would we do without tomorrows holding out hope of mending our sorrows.
ne-3-1
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RE: bold paces
that's part of the reason that we wake up each day with each new season we hope we will find a way... back
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once more with feeling
second chances never count. slipping by, they gasp, a frantic breath, then gone again, just beyond my grasp.
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Soulful Steps
My sisters weave a wild dance with steps they leave up to chance.
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RE: RE: bold paces
pounding, sounding hard clay rhythms, primitives enjoyed dance for pleasure, dance for war, or simply to make noise.
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old paces
primitive but fundamental noise drives out the blues get up and make a happy racket dance without your shoes!
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Steps of Soul
Everyone stopped being uptight as we danced away Saturday night
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RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Waltzing with Becca
I still see our huge shadows dancing on the garage wall in my childhood memories happiest of all
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Soulful Steps
A force of nature abounds in wild spontaneous toes happily finding ground like free falling snow
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