Dance (life stories from dancers)

this pain,
this dream
cant hold itself
it cant contain itself
it has to be let go......

Ripping out
flesh and blood
it grips the soul
the very soul

beauty, passion
lust, love
it turns the dream it pure power

step by step
creates the story of the life
movement by movement
the tears come

the passion falls
she falls to the ground
hands pound
tears pour

but the dream rips harder
she wants to be heard
she wants to tell her story
the story of her life
life through movement and music