Multi-coloured tiles
on an elevated platform;
Bring forward what you've got, and
let's battle
Transform our worries on the dance floor
into moves that match
the beat
Step left
Right
Smash those keys
Follow the directions on the screen
When you're ready
close your eyes
Find what's bursting inside, and
Let it out for others to see
Who you are
Who we are
As friends as strangers
As a community of half-alive teenagers
Laughing and pointing figures
(our messy way of bonding)
arcade screens
and dancing lights flickering
So brightly
We'll light up the entire city
and learn that this
is what it's like to grow up.
Dance Dance Revolution is literally the only thing I'm half-decent at, at a Playdium. I miss the movie theatre that was replaced.
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