Dancing to my own tune,
Making my own beat,
Stirring up another storm,
From fingers to my feet.
Rhythms in the heavy air,
I'll make my tempo fit,
Blow a fire, light a match,
Draw back, let loose and hit.
Going how I want to go,
Doing what I will,
You can watch with narrowed eyes,
But I ain't got my fill.
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