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BEE BOY

2024-04-26

Lyrics

Verse 1: Under the silver laugh of the moon, “done + acka” dances to a jester's tune. His steps are light but his heart is grey, As shadows overtake the day. Chorus: Oh, dance, “done + acka”, dance so free, To the hum of your new reality. Spin with the bees that claim your soul, In their sweet, dark, honeyed hole. Verse 2: The world spins fast as he sheds his skin, Fading out as the bees buzz in. Laughter rings where tears should fall, “done + acka”’s losing, losing all. [extend instrumentation and whistling a bit] Bridge: Raise your glass to the twilight's cheer, Where sorrow's masked by the sting of fear. He whirls and twirls into the night, A merry ghost in the pale moonlight. Verse 3: With every step, he’s less and less, A spectral wisp in a cheerful dress. His laughs echo with a hollow tone, In the buzzing crowd, yet all alone. Chorus: Oh, dance, Donncha, dance so free, To the hum of your new reality. Spin with the bees that claim your soul, In their sweet, dark, honeyed hole. Outro: So heed the tale of Donncha’s plight, A man no more in the fading light. Now just a swarm, his whispers roam, In the endless night, the bees his home. Where once stood flesh, now wings and buzz, Lost to the dance that nature does. Mourn not the man, but embrace the flight, Of a thousand bees into the night.