The sky is weeping, watch it pour
Rain of tears worth waiting for
Take my hand and come with me
Dance with me in misery
Dance with me in spite of sorrow
Dance like there is no tomorrow
If tomorrow never comes
Who will dance beneath the sun?
When our bodies break and drift
Like the moisture in the mist
When are gone the ones we kissed
Who is then to speak of this
When our names are gone from thought
Like the waste of cash we bought
All the lessons we were taught
All the things for which we fought
Will it be we never were?
When all this is all over
Did we ever truly live
Did we take and did we give
Did we love and did we feel
Was it ever really real
When we cannot be recalled
Were we really here at all
Take my hand and dance with me
Close your eyes and try to see
Let us freeze reality
Burn it on the memory
So when we have danced our last
We will leave a tale to share
For our children and for theirs
Voices echo from the past
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