How do you keep dancing,
When everything hurts,
I want to be in shining light,
But there's a shadow hanging over me.
How much strength does it take,
To stand straight and tall,
When you feel like crashing down,
Curling up so small.
Will you be my jazz,
My swing, my rock and roll?
Just please don't be,
My final curtain call.
An extended conceit! Very cool.
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