Jeff Bresee (10/29/1970 / Salt Lake City)

As lightening shone and thunder blew
I danced the dance that dancers do
They danced it back and asked if I
Would mind them dancing through the night

I thought no harm could come of this
Besides, such company I’ve missed
Thus, on we danced so unaware
That torrent rains beyond compare

Fell down in floods on higher ground
And like a wall came crashing down
Then somewhere in a step half made
The dance I danced was washed away

Now all that’s left for you to see:
Remains of the catastrophe
Oh, hopefully from this you’ll know
Don’t ever dance when thunder blows