I was the altar, silent and purposeful Solid and ancient, with ways of my own Awaiting a caretaker, quiet and solemn Who found with her hands all the cracks in my stone I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by You danced the Bacchanal, lost in your rite Deeply in love with your own liberation Distracted and wild in your wine-soaked delight And not predisposed to be careful or patient I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by I sampled spilled spirits and tried to be free For a moment it quickened my pulse You spun with your friends in ecstatic elation Warming my face with your casual touch I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by Barely aware of my presence beside you You openly shouted your offer But I'm sorry, your vibrancy just isn't for me I will keep waiting for somebody softer I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by I felt you arrive, but I let you dance by