THE DANCE

You make my heart sing

You spin me off my feet

You are the neon light

That makes the colours bright

You are the pulse that beats

 

My spirit sambas

As life becomes a game of chance

You are the force the drive

That makes me feel alive

You are the still point

And the dance

 

It’s sublime

When we’re just marking time

No reason, just the rhyme

The time the space

Heart strings well

Then something breaks the spell

And we race to the thrill of the chase

 

You make my heart sing

You spin me off my feet

You are the neon light

That makes the colours bright

You are the pulse that beats

 

You are the hero

Starring in my real life romance

You lead me round the floor

The partner I adore

You are the still point

And the dance

 

It’s sublime

When we’re just marking time

No reason, just the rhyme

The time the space

Heart strings well

Then something breaks the spell

And we race to the thrill of the chase

 

You make my heart sing

You spin me off my feet

You are the neon light

That makes the colours bright

You are the pulse that beats

 

You are the hero

Starring in my real life romance

You are the force the drive

That makes me feel alive

You are the still point

And the dance

 

 

Words & Music by Sue Casson

 

Piano/vocals   Casson  

Guitar                Laurence Taylor;

Flute                   Lily Blackmore;

Percussion       Chris Brannick.

 

Recorded at Coachroad Studios

by David Oversby-Powell

 

Beachcomber is an ongoing project.  

Dance 1, use this

'At the still point of the turning world....there the dance is'

 

TS Eliot (Burnt Norton)

Image by Lily Blackmore

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