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every move has a purpose I don't recall your face and i don't know your name we havn't met we never will we already have but when we do We dance to the setting of a sun in the middle of the day a million people surrond us in a field off ice Unseen and alone we are toghter as one you aren't who you where even as our feet thouch the ground you change but it dosn't matter you all know the steps even if you forgotten the dance when the music stops so does this when the music stops i can see your face i frankly i don't care