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