Playful · Original lyrics · Fictional voice · Lyrics only
One step finds the edge of carpet,
Two steps borrow from the chair.
Three steps ask the floor to pardon
All the counting missing there.
Almost a waltz, almost together,
Close enough to turn once more.
We can lose the careful measure
And still meet beside the door.
Someone laughs before the ending,
Someone puts the record back.
All the time we spent pretending
Turns to music in the crack.
Original lyrics, with no audio recording for this piece yet.
Take a moment
How would the rhythm make room for the laugh?