The Gig

 another dance
another gig
the music goes on
the play continues
the feeling of the place
cradles me
gives me back
what i give to it
the lights are right
the sound is right
the faces are with me
and when i dance
the music knows me
this is why
i live on the edge
this is why
i balance in safety
where others would fall
for that
magic moment
i will weep
tomorrow
or the day after
but i know
that there
will be another
and then
another
magic moment
on another day
somewhere
when the band
can read each other
and
the pieces play themselves
and
the play
continues
and
the music
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