We Move - Visage

We move, in mysterious ways

We move, slip and slide cut through the haze

And even as I stand in the room

Listening to all of the silence around

I feel disco and not so some tune

Beating inside make my feet touch the ground

Then we move

We move, as the music sways

We move, like the good book says

I feel my face reflected around

Hot on my heels closing in more and more

The piper plays a beckoning sound

Leading them on 'til their feet reach the floor

Then we move

We dance

We dance

We dance

We dance

Then we move