we danced the spider merengue
and we raged against the world
we whirled and laughed and cried
and offered up our new-age carmagnole
to life itself
we swore to seek a way
to make the world our visioned place
we fought and speeched and burned
and quested for a modern holy grail
to right all wrongs
we would all crusade together
but then the world happened
we crashed and broke and changed
and left behind our peaceful coup d'état
to join the ranks
yesterday we met again
and we marveled at the world
we've grown up and old and sad
but today we'll speak another living dream
to start the dance
we'll relearn the spider merengue
September '01
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