Dancin' Prayer

Let us not be seen to be scene but be seen to be feeling

Let us move the music as it moves our white soles that we refuse to get dirty

Let us find our emotion, grab the bass line vibrations and mix them with our own chemistry to suit whatever ailment we wish to cure

Let us stomp our feet, grind our teeth, rock our heads, move our bodies, smile, laugh and convulse until the drums have beaten out all concern, all worry, all self into the brightness of the lights

Let our ears eat the beats as if they were Nourishment