Performance

Skipping bare feet beat
Make my idle eyes stalk
I speak, you walk
You feel my loss
Skipping bare feet beat
Where floor and flame meet
You see I'm lost

I'm preaching from the pulpit
As the congregation divides eights to oh's
Striking up the fire now
We writhe round the gold flames

And I will be, and you will see all my body, as I perform for all of my friends
And you will be, and I will see all your body, as you entwine with all of my friends

Skipping bare feet beat to the sound of a silent drum
A perfect on pointe pirouette, move with the phasing pianos
Slip out, come together again
Slip in, burn my fingers again
As I read from the book, oh my dignity, look! The shame

And I will be, and you will see all my body, as I perform for all of my friends
And you will be, and I will see all your body, as you entwine with all of my friends

And I will be (Preaching from the pulpit)
And you will see (A perfect on pointe pirouette)
All my body (Striking up the fire now)
As I perform for all of my friends

And you will be (Preaching from the pulpit)
And I will see (A perfect on pointe pirouette)
All your body (Striking up the fire now)
As you entwine with all of my friends

Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now



Credits
Writer(s): George Welsh
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