A waltz.
It's easy to think of the couple tenderly dancing, perhaps in tears.
We could live
for a thousand years
but if I hurt you
I'd draw wine from your tears.
I told you
we could fly,
because we all have wings
but some of us don't know why.
Few words, well used, to make it clear that the waltz in question is nothing but the search for warmth amidst the cold, the storm.
The awareness of knowing that you possess something important, that is, cohesion.
The "wings", we know we have them.
It's not just a simple love song.
You perceive from the start this atmosphere of tension.
Inside there's an underlying malaise that you try to sweep away by dancing.
It's an embrace.