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Fred Astaire

Fred Astaire

Dancing in the moonlight is a lovely way to spend the night.
And it’s a beautiful thing to do. Your eyes are an exquisite crystal topaz blue. 
Did you know that I write songs that rock and write dedicated raps to right wrongs and hope to keep sublime ancient songlines alive by writing and singin’ this song! Wanna sing-a-long? You’re voice is soft like summer rain and as long as you’re intentions are pure and sing from your heart through divine ethereal means your life we’ll save. Seeing is believing unless of course everything you think is real is really someone else’s dream & they just keep on dreaming. It seems to me that there seems to be an opportunity to set me free will you save me? Do you believe I can still save this? Who knows. Let’s give it a go. Close your eyes. On the count of three open them as well as your hand let the fairy dust blow away in the wind not knowing where the magic sands just released will land. All I know is that we have done our best. Now the rest is up to the fate of the future we are all destined to share. I do declare that the ghost of Fred Astaire was there. Does anyone care? 

 

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