Dancers

Hide me in the wings a while
Let me catch my breath
Wipe the weary from this brow
Stretch the tired from these legs
Before I dance across your roads
And underneath your streetlights
Before I move upon your stage
In front of crowds made up of dancers
Gulls drop into the sea
I’m not sure where I should be
Waves crash through the streets
Leaving dangers and doves
Leaving loathes and loves
At my feet
Take me to the river’s edge
Where the city opens
Lay my eyes in silhouettes
And angles of the horizon
There winds are freed from a jail of glass walls
And the sirens drown in the sand
There I remember how to dance
And stop fighting for places to land
Gulls drop into the sea
I’m not sure where I should be
Waves crash through the streets
Leaving dangers and doves
Leaving loathes and loves
At my feet