She twirls and twirls
Not a care in the world.
No emotion on her face.
She rubs her feet, she's worked hard.
She goes back to the war,
Will she ever be free?
Her mom staggers towards her.
She watches her take another step.
This is the last night she will be able to stand strong.
Music plays in the background,
Melodies that call for your mind.
Melodies that covers the wounds.
Sirens filling the air.
New melodies to cover the lies.
Melodies to dance in the night.
The truth came out,
She was accepted into a dancing school.
Her life ended too soon...
She twirls and twirls
Not a care in the world.
No emotion in her face, just that strong passion...
Of being a dancer...
