Just a Steel-Town boy on a Monday night
Lookin for the fight of his life
In the real time world no one sees him at all
They all say he's crazy
Lockin rythms to the beat of his heart
Changing moment into light
He has danced into the danger zone
When the dancer becomes the dance
It can cut you like a knife
If the gift becomes the fire
All the while you're stuck between
What's will and what will be
(CHORUS)
He's a Mearniac, Mearniac on the floor
And he's dancing like he never danced before
He's a Mearniac, Mearniac on the floor
And he's dancing like he never danced before
On the ice-filled line of sanity
It's a place most never see
It's a hard-won place of mystery
You can touch it but can't hold it
You work all your life for that moment in time
It can come or pass you by
It's a push of the world but there's always a chance
If the hunger stays alive
There's a cold kenetic heat
Struggling, stretching for the beat
Never stopping
With his hair against the wind
(CHORUS)
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
(instrumental break)
It can cut you like a knife
If the gift becomes the fire
All the while you're stuck between
What's will and what will be
He's a Mearniac, Mearniac on the floor
And he's dancing like he never danced before
He's a Mearniac, Mearniac on the floor
And he's dancing like he never danced before
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