shadows dancing on the wall, yet the dance they do is way different than whats actually happening, casual hearts, now begin collapsing.
tethered to emotions, if only they would break free, yet not all with eyes can see.
set to a beat that is one part melancholy, two parts dream, the dancers dance on, still calling the weak strong.
inversion of false notions, is as close to the truth as some can get, that is until one slips
and lands in a big puddle of OH HELL, THIS IS HOW IT REALY IS, some will fight, despite they are not right, and some keep dancing.
calus heart and feet are proof to that!