Rhythm Is A Dancer
It's A Source Companion
People Feel It Everywhere
Lift Your Hands And Voices
Free Your Mind And Join Us
You Can Feel It In The Air
Oh Oh It's A Passion
Oh Oh You Can Feel It In The Air
Oh Oh It's A Passion
Oh Oh Oh Oh

How Very Like The Future This Place Might Be
It's A Tiny World Just Big Enough To Support
The Cubicle Of One Knowledge Worker
I Feel A Wave Of Loneliness As I Head Back Down
But I'm Going Too Fast

I Plunge Right On Through The Office Door
And Into The Bottomless Pit Below
Suddenly I Can't Remember How To Stop
Turn Around
I Point Behind Myself
Do I Have To Turn Around Before I Can Point?
I Flit Into A Brain Field