Sometimes, the memories are worth the pain.

And in their fairy tales
The warty giant and witch
Get sealed in doorless jails
And the match-girl strikes it rich.

So to all dancers out there choosing their path, you must ask yourself.
Will you, too, put on the red shoes, and dance forever?

He was gone, there was no doubt about it. Even magic could not help hom now. Some things are beyond fixing.

These lies, make it all seem real

Try to relax and enjoy the crisis.

And then you can say,

"Oh, Romeo...yeah, I had a scene with him once."

What if you slept?
And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed?
And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven
and there plucked an strange and beautiful flower?
And what if, when you awoke,
you had the flower in your hand?
Ah, what then?

Still, they were happy
At least in the music
& on the dance floor
Letting go to a bass line
& a good beat

How can I stop marching

When my heart's a drummer