Musical Sunday

My new knee has healed up and improved to the point at which Agnes and I can begin dancing again ... at least, as long as the other parts all hold up, which is an open question. How long can we dance? Hmmm ...

In case you want the whole lyric set ...

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love, dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Oh dance me to the end of love, dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love, dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in

Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove

Dance me to the end of love, dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Ladies, I am waiting to dance with you to the end of love ... or the end of the song, whichever is first.

Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend. More thoughts coming.

Bilbo