Look how they feel the beat
Look how they move
And how they turn on the heat
They get into the groove
They’re dancing in the darkness
Swaying smooth across the floor
They dance away their sadness
The lights go out, they stop and close the door
You can see every step they take
But can you also see the fake?
Look at the girl’s face
Is there happiness in her eyes?
Even just a trace?
Or do you just see sadness and lies?
(Sarah Depré)
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