Dance Floors Alive

Dance floors alive. Feel the whole frame quake when the bassline starts to climb. Bass through the beams. All the windows keep time. Five floors. One pulse. Dance floors alive. Fog on the landing. Heat in the hall. Bass hits brick comes back twice as tall. Whistle. Strobe. Hands in the air. Every room spills into the stair. Human hum. Human rush. Body heat on glass. Breath upon breath thickens the air. Sweat catches light and hangs everywhere. Pulse in the rail, heat in the pane, kick hits once, then hits again. Mist on skin, grin to grin, whole room breathing everybody in. Sole on steel, reel on reel, walls throw back what the bodies reveal. No fixed name, no need to stay meet for a track, then melt away. Dance floors alive. Feel the whole frame quake when the bassline starts to climb. Bass through the beams. All the windows keep time. Room to room. One pulse. Dance floors alive. Dance floors alive. Up one flight Acid slides. Liquid light. Signals flicker through ultraviolet. Next room Breakbeat snap. Whistles answer clap for clap. Candy traded wrist to wrist. A name. A laugh. A face in mist. New room. New tune. New almost-friend. Here for a track then gone again. Skin to skin. Grin to grin. Every exhale stays for a while. Fog holds the shape of a vanishing smile. Flash on faces, lace on wrists, half-known lives in a laser mist. Hot air rolls, cold walls sweat, every stranger leaves a silhouette. Track cuts out. Crowd leans in. One held breath Then the drums begin. Windows flare. Fog folds in. Stairwells jump with every kick. Wall to wall. Track on track. Sound flies out then hurtles back. Lights cut. Breath stops. Then Feel the quake. Feel it climb. Kick. Clap. Whistle. Drop. Floor to floor right on time. Morning touches the glass. Not yet. One more room. One more set. One more stranger. One more song. Let the heat hold on. Doors can close when the echoes cool. Right now every room is full. Dance floors alive. Feel the whole frame quake when the bassline starts to climb. Bass through the beams. All the windows keep time. Human hum. Human rush. Dance floors alive. Dance floors alive.