Spin

I'll dance in a whirling circle
spin with my hands in the air
turn so fast that my hair flies out behind me
catching up with my face
free my soul with the music
free my soul with the movement
look down at my feet
find the dizziness intriguing
keep on till I can no longer see the world
continue until I feel sick
and when I do I'll feel the triumph
triumphant and sick I'll sit down
but for a minute I'll have lost myself
I'll have lost sight of the world
and I'll have found somewhere else to hide
then I'll light up a cigarette
and hide behind the smoke