now...

come out and dance your life away
could be tomorrow might be today
drink your spirit and eat your meat
spill your sorrow upon the street
love or hate to your heart's content
smell familiar? this message scent?
close your ears to the Doubting Thomas
and fill your mouth with a lasting promise
lose yourself so you may be found
run away or stand your ground
you could join the fray or stay inside
act the fool and swallow your pride
so why not dress up for the ball
'cause Death is coming for us all...