The Madness of the School Dance
Twilight turned to nightNerves reaching their breaking point
Dresses swishing and shoes pinching
Ties and cummerbunds itching
Spotlights pierce a pitch-black room
Party lights glow softly
Music pulses through the air
The beat driving a maddened frenzy
Dancing, twisting, sliding
The mob contorts themselves wildly
Moving mindlessly and awkwardly
Mechanical shapes in the darkness
He abruptly freezes
Drinking in the wafting smell
Of lilacs which drifts across the room
From a girl in a lavender dress
She floats toward the door
Away from the crowd
And he follows, helplessly,
Unable to resist the lure of her
She turns as if suddenly aware
And he moves forward
Quick as a shark
Hope shining in his eyes