Some box step with a forward-side-together and a backward-side to where they started
Others dosado in perfect tiny circles with their eyes fixed to the wall
But do you ever find that your feet stop when the world is dancing around you?
Hands by your side
Your heart stops when the world is dancing around you
Caught in the tide
I’ll close my eyes and cling to the sides

And the second hand rotates in slow motion
Hours fade into decades of spins and dips
As the world keeps dancing obliviously
And the dancehall lights disorientate
The music rises and falls and I’m obsolete
Seldom swayed by the kick of a beat, a chiming guitar
The melodies swoon and the harmonies soar
I’m the only one who’s static on the dancefloor