Under the lamp outside

I see a host of leaves rising up

They jitter in the night air

And dance around for a while

As though

They have a will of their own

And know something that I do not know

In my mind I'm spinning around on my feet

And swirling like a swarm of killer bees

Between the stars

Lights have shifted in the sky

They're moving around me in the dark

As though

They have a will of their own

And know something that I do not know

In my mind I'm spinning around on my feet

And swirling like a swarm of killer bees

I'm dancing through the yard and never once did I feel

A pull at my hands or a push in my back or a biting at my heels