do you wanna dance? fine. but do you remember when in your living room when we made some room & moved ourselves around in it? it's how my heart resumed. i got caught/ you got those caravaggio moves we had some good ideas but we never left that fucking room do you wanna talk? fine. i’ll talk it out with my dad it's always nice what he says he’ll have some good advice from something in a book he read if i did what i wanted then why do i feel so bad? would you like a drink while we wait for everything to get good again? we’re good at things & so are a lot of our friends we should all be rich & making moves like nancy kerrigan, yea i dont know what i’m afraid of but i’m afraid one day it all will fall away maybe i read that but still, let’s see if nothing else it’s an idle curiosity so would you like that drink? fine, yea i know. i remember that too in your living room, right? when we began to fight but then we both got confused then we were laughing & crying in awe of the size of the moon do you want to die? fine you’re right but i wonder what it feels like to stop feelin so alive what if we could wake up in five years and things’d be feelin alright? i wanna visit the future and dance in a field of light!