Lyrics:

Moon of plenty, moon of mischanceItll be what you want but you cant stop the danceTry to count the steps and they cha
nge while you stareAnd the translucent moon floats in waves of blue airAnd we cry out for grace to lay truth bareThe dance i
s the truth and its everywherePas de deux in stark silhouettepulsing against a clear orange sunsetAs the distance shifts f
rom skin unto skinLook a how bodies shape the spaces theyre inSee the limbs slide smooth through unresisting airThe dance is
the truth and its everywhereIn grains of sand and GalaxiesIn plasmaflow and rain in treesIn the sepia swell of silted-up
surfIn the ebb and the flow of dying and birthIn wounded streets and whispered prayerThe dance is the truth and its everywhe
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