Leaning On The Ground

No bounds, no taunts, and rock'n'roll

We'll roll around on the ground

Running from something straight down the hall

Fear and and grief, they both compound

Turn around down on the ground

Swish and flick, sparks fly afar

Clap and jump, act to the sound

Body, soul, both doors ajar

We'll be ending our events

Copy people like the cat

So the moon flows in through vents

Pound the ground and make it flat

You'll believe just what you sense

Freaking out inside our realm

And with me the team gets tensed

Take a hit - it'll make you calm

Author's Note

I don't know how punctuation works on this one. Read it straight without, leaks the atmosphere that way.