rhythm is a dancer
it's a soul's companion
people feel it everywhere
lift your hands and voices
free your mind and join us
you can feel it in the air
oh oh it's a passion
oh oh you can feel it in the air
oh oh it's a passion
oh oh oh oh
how very like the future this place might be
it's a tiny world just big enough to support
the cubicle of one knowledge worker
i feel a wave of loneliness as i head back down
but i'm going too fast
i plunge right on through the office door
and into the bottomless pit below
suddenly i can't remember how to stop
turn around
i point behind myself
do i have to turn around before i can point?
i flit into a brain field
