As we dance to a beat that seems out of time, to the one you feel in the metronome of your mind. Does it offend you that our rhythm looks strange, or causes your thinking to be rearranged? Could it be that you would understand this beat to which we dance, more clearly had you been given a chance? So as you struggle to find the feel with your feet, ask yourself, can you dance to my beat? Can you dance to my beat? With this beat we dance, we know we've passed the test, the freedom we feel in our soul. We dance to learn those lessons, as our story continues to unfold. Our beat, our words, our melodies, our gifts, from the givers of those gifts. We're merely the terminals through which they have passed. So as you struggle to catch the rhythm with your feet, ask yourself, can you dance to my beat? Can you dance to my beat? Dance. Can you dance to my beat?