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My mind a-squirrel before the wind*
My heartâs a-pounding, âlet me inâ
And itâs all a-happening in a glint
Of ballroom blue
Itâs just me and you
We are the dance and its disappearance
In the air a taste of mint
And nightâs been coming ever since
The sunâs been giving off its dark hints
In orangey glows
And Sudbury yellows
We are the dance and its disappearance
In the distance, a howling wolf
But in the darkness thereâs a tinge
The slightest streak of blood-orange
Like a drop of blood to the rusty door hinge
Our beautiful due
Itâs still me and you
We are the dance and its disappearance
Our beautiful due
Iâve been thinking about you
We are the dance and its disappearance
We are the dance and its disappearance
Another howl, further off