The kids called her Ms. Marie
A painter without brushes, she instead uses her body
And she moves with grace and ease
But it had been a while since she had felt her heart beat
Men smiled at Ms. Marie
But she kept our lure alive, forever fond of its tasting
I guess this never deterred me
Because for a while we danced, just me and Ms. Marie
We spun each other ‘round and around ‘round ‘round
High above the clouds, never to be found
I swam inside her blue eyes and almost drowned
Spinning each other around and around ‘round ‘round
I always knew that Ms. Marie
She'd wind up in these songs, the shadow of a tragedy
A hardened, tarnished memory
From a time when I loved something so much more than I loved me
I spun myself around and around ‘round ‘round
High above the clouds never to be found
I swam inside her blue eyes and almost drowned
Spinning myself around and around ‘round ‘round
The kids asked her, Ms. Marie
They wanted to know why she loved dancing
She said she’d never felt that free
As when she had aligned her body, mind and feet
She'd spin herself around and around ‘round ‘round
High above the clouds, never to be found
She stared into the vastness and almost drowned
Spinning herself around and around ‘round ‘round
Kinda like now
