wine, cigarettes, and angst

dance

Chairs so close, and room so small

Dances by candlelight set the mood

Together we are, at a miniature ball

Elegant gestures, "What's that you allude?"

You and I talk, all night long

Scanty is this place, but serves us well

One would say what we do is wrong

But we are all humans, with a story to tell.

The light is dim, your voice is a whisper

I see a pale face, and sparkly eyes

I mumble: "What are you doing mister?"

That, and the fire between us dies.

I lift my shaky hand, and take your heavy cup

I slightly chuckle, looking at a mulberry liquid

I hear you laugh, too ashamed to look up,

I continue drinking, the damage is inflicted.

From now on, it's always like that, in the evening time

We drink and we dance, 'til our bodies decline

I question myself, are we committing a crime?

And yet our souls come together to shine.

The pungent smoke, it clouds my mind

From day to day

We lose ourselves under burnt clouds

Not a single star is seen tonight

No one to judge our inner flaws

We dance to our own, rhythm inside

No need to follow pointless laws.

I ask for truth, you dodge to the side

What games you playing with my mind

Feeling so close to losing my pride

I sold my soul to devil, didn't I.