Backstage With The Modern Dancers

Backstage with the modern dancers
 She was stretching her arms,
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 Configuring her body.
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 While they were breathing, they were shouting.
 She was concentrating on her breathing
 
 And didn't seem to mind,
 As I sat there on the couch,
 And tuned my guitar,
 And played a few chords
 Like roses growing their thorns.
 Getting ready to perform
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 With bare feet and painted faces,
 They took their places,
 On shivering legs beneath colourful gowns.
 And out there on the wooden floors,
 
 The sweat from their pores.
 I'm writing a list
 Of songs I can sing by myself.
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 Backstage with the modern dancers,
 Who feel it, like I do.
 Like I feel it, like I feel it.
 Backstage with the modern dancers,
 Getting ready to go on,
 
 She showed me her spin,
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 With a beauty lit from within.
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 And all of these things,
 I don't think they should be released