(If it wasn't Me it wouldn't exist)

Experts say she carried it upstairs
To take what people said
It used to live in a windmill it used to behave
Crows gathered and dust fell in their hair
Feet fell though the roof
It coughed and moved downstairs quitely and unseen
Down the drive into the avenue
To Needle Park at noon
Fathers draw their children closer to their sides
It's too cold for june
Belly to belly, back to back dancing, dancing round the square
The waitress dropped her tray
It just hurried on it's way
Past the storefronts in the shadow of the gates
Where the naked neon women play
Skirting round the running water
This will be the shortest night of all
Me and all the other its are there dancing, dancing round the square
Pace alone wait for