You could be happy -- Snow patrol

The swivel of the dancer's pencil heels with the swiff of her long flurry satin ensemble, poised and measured, is almost like a fast paced dream gone all right. A new world of mystique , beautiful and distant. Its more like me, space and learning. The dance sometimes pauses, probably have forgotten the steps. Was taking some time to learn new ones. . .

New horizon

In the dawn of a new life,

I step with mysterious confidence

braced with lessons of the past

Learning and happy

For every little dream comes true

with even little fear and thought

I imagine with fearless hope

Competence and success

As the night fell, i renounce

My little dreading moments

Emerging with love and faith

I race with grace and calm