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Much of dancing I see
Is just fighting
It's entirely uninviting
Yet I look and I look -
I keep waiting
For the fighting to
Turn into melting

For the meeting I wait
For the letting
For the joining
Of hearts that are
Swelling

Tired hearts fighting
Brains that are running
So fast they forget they are
Dying
Yet I look and I look
I am waiting
For the beat
To tune down
The yelling