A waltz without dance,
Perhaps just too fast.
But that wasn’t just chance,
It’s a waltz of the past.
A waltz without dance,
Not even too fast.
It wasn’t just chance,
It’s a waltz of the past.
A waltz of the past,
A long passed dance.
A waltz of contrast,
Two minutes of prance.
Two steps left, two steps right,
The trance has swept, the trance has kept.
A nod of head, a flash of light,
A dance adept, a dance that wept.
A leap stretching far,
A single spotlight.
No gymnast bar,
Just hopes in flight.
A guided step left, a guided step right,
The trance that swept, the trance that kept.
Two nods of heads, two flashes of light,
Dances adept, dances that wept.
A leap stretching far,
A single spotlight.
No gymnast bar,
A dance to night.
A waltz with dance,
Not too slow, not too fast.
Never just chance,
A waltz into the past.
Sparkles and flickers,
Of lights, of liquors.
A waltz-style dance,
All bubbly and fast.
A dance of chance,
All gambling and blast.
Laughs and knickers,
Of joy, of snickers.
A waltz, a dance,
All just a silly prance.
A waltz, a trance,
Meaningless, perchance.
A waltz without dance,
A waltz of chance.
A waltz too fast,
A waltz of the past.
