Waltz for a Giraffe in a Maelstrom

Most songs are just noise. Really. Every so often, there's a song that's more. They're rare, rare than silver, rarer than rhinoceroses in the wild, rarer than forgiveness. But Lord, they're beautiful. Those songs, those songs change you.
Some people never feel that way, and if you ever meet those people, I ask that you carve out a piece of your soul - cheese knives are typically the best tool for soul carving, although a butter knife will do in a pinch - and wrap it up in a soft cloth, and hand it to them like it's their benediction straight from Christ, because I swear to you, they need it more than you do.
And if you ever meet someone who cannot dance - who really cannot dance. If you ever meet someone who cannot dance, let a single tear fall in a graveyard to soften the earth, because I promise you, they will not be long for this earth.

This is all un-beta-ed and any feedback would be greatly appreciated, I'm just trying something here.