Rhythm is a dancer

It's a source companion

People feel it everywhere

Lift your hands and voices

Free your mind and join us

You can feel it in the air

Oh Oh It's a passion

Oh Oh You can feel it in the air

Oh Oh It's a passion

Oh Oh Oh Oh

How very like the future this place might be

It's a tiny world just big enough to support

The cubicle of one knowledge worker

I feel a wave of loneliness as I head back down

But I'm going too fast

I plunge right on through the office door

And into the bottomless pit below

Suddenly I can't remember how to stop

Turn around

I point behind myself

Do I have to turn around before I can point?

I flit into a brain field