We had a plan. We had words. Forget them. Follow the rhythm. And move. Just Move. Talk is cheap. Plans are paper. Maps are dreams of someone later. Every if a locked door. Every wait a little more. Stop. Talking. Feel. The rhythm. Follow the rhythm Follow the rhythm Follow the rhythm and move No map. No sign. No perfect time. The floor won't lie. The night says try. With me? Stop. Talking. Feel. The rhythm. FOLLOW THE RHYTHM Don't think FOLLOW THE RHYTHM AND MOVE You can wait. You can think. You can stand at the brink. Or step. And fall. Into it all. Follow the rhythm. And move! FOLLOW THE RHYTHM Here we go FOLLOW THE RHYTHM AND MOVE I feel you all Let's make it last.
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