… we travel through this panel of time on our pulse

A gentle, insistent tap pushing us through the congestion of highways overlapping

Human, darling, human

Who on the way, wanted to play

On and off that beat

Back and fast forward

Up down

Loving around

In this business of dance and music

Capital performances for this audience of our own mortality

What is dance and music

But our own dream variations

Of what this rhythm should be

All this running on the spot

Progressing to the same waking end

To just fill our cups full

Before being drained

And in that, we are the professionals