What Keeps The World Turning

Dance,

     speck of dust

Dance.

The whole world depends

                   on you

Entranced 

                  by you

Sentenced 

                 by you.

Dance, because you can.

Dance, because we need you to.

                   For if you don't

                             The world will be knocked

off it's axis

And it will stop spinning 

And fall into oblivion 

                  So please, 

                             I beg,

Dance,

      speck of dust,

dance.