Modern
dance Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam in a side street near a big canal, spend my evenings in the van Gogh Museum... what a dream van Gogh Museum. Or maybe it's time to see Tangiers a different lifestyle, some different fears and maybe I should be in Edinburgh in a kilt in Edinburgh. Doin' a modern dance. Or maybe I should get a farm in southern France where the winds are wispy and the villagers dance, and you and I we'd sleep beneath a moon, moon in June and sleep till noon. And maybe you and I could fall in love, regain the spirit that we once had, you'd let me hold you and touch the night that shines so bright, so bright with fright. Doin' a modern dance. Shit, maybe I could go to Yucatan where women are women, a man's a man ah, no one confused, ever loses place with their place in the human race. Maybe I'm not cut out for city life the smell of exhaust, the smell of strife and maybe you don't wanna be a wife it's not a life being a wife. Doin' a modern dance. So maybe I should go to Tanganyika where the rivers run, down mountains tall and steep or go to India to study chants and lose romance to a mantra's dance. I need a guru, I need some law explain to me the things we saw and why it always comes to this it's all downhill after the first kiss. Maybe I should move to Rotterdam maybe move to Amsterdam I should move to Ireland, Italy, Spain Afghanistan where there is no rain. Or maybe I should just learn a modern dance where roles are shifting the modern dance you never touch you don't know who you're with this week, this month, this time of year...Doin' a modern dance
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