In the stardust we danced like fools Someone gave a parasol with red tassels for twirling It swung out under the stars like a comet The music slithered along the ground, electric current seeking serpent In that moment, it was wonderful, magical, really No disagreement could be argued against the embers of the bonfire floating up to the moon and we, friends, holding hands and laughing spinning, dancing, skirts of green and gold we were in the lungs of the universe and the beating heart of the shimmering night