I'd walk away   If I could move my feet   In your parade      The long March   through April's open heart   May tear these legs apart   but still I pray         that I am broken   and my empty lungs are filled   with the ocean   where the waterfall   of hopeful hearts will spill      you'll dance until you die   "at least we dance,"   she said   "at least we've tried."      I lead   Laughing through the streets   A celebration of defeat   (We tumble off the edge into the sea)