A dance where the dancer becomes the dance.
Behind closed lids, I open my eyes and see.
I twist and turn, constrict and yearn, remember what I've come to learn.
In darkness comes light.
In giving, receiving.
We are one.
A dance where the dancer becomes the dance.
Behind closed lids, I open my eyes and see.
I twist and turn, constrict and yearn, remember what I've come to learn.
In darkness comes light.
In giving, receiving.
We are one.