January
28 February 2008
I pressed my face against the glass,
smiled as my breath made some pattern or other
The world beneath unfurled before me like a sail,
glinted in gold from this rich dawn sky
Awaiting the ship they
You must obey the dance commander
Givin' out the order for fun
You must obey the dance commander
You know that he's the only one
who gives the orders here,
alright
who gives the orders here,
al
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