This is a waltz thinking About our bodies What they mean For our salvation With only the clothes that We stand up in Just the ground On which we stand Is the darkness Ours to take? Bathed in lightness Bathed in heat All is well As long as we keep spinning Here and now Desert behind a wall Only old songs and laughter we do All forgiven, always and never been true When I arrive here You come and find me Or in a crowd Be one of them Are you lonesome Right beside her No tomorrow's At peace