Those who dance have broad minds and active hips.
They think to a rhythmn, step-tap-step, an order they think coincides with feeling and doing,
They are dancers in body and soul.
But we are singers. We know
That thought is pre-ordained on the sheet music and that a pitch can be both close
And still flat wrong
And your throat will dry if you don’t give it an occasional rest.
We are singers, yes, but we ought also to dance.
Yeah, that is the proper state of the musical mind,
Can you dig it?
Morning's Early Dark 