The Chorus Walks Home — A Song Inspired by A singer leaves the spotlight, but the communal chorus he helped make keeps walking through rooms, weddings, ballparks, and lonely nights. Victor Willis Village People YMCA BBC News

[Verse 1]
They lowered the lights but the floor stayed warm
Glitter in the cracks after the storm
A white-hot jacket on an empty chair
And everybody trying not to stare

[Verse 2]
He made a doorway out of a grin
Wide enough for the shy to enter in
A joke with a halo, a beat with a spine
A room full of strangers keeping time

[Pre-Chorus]
Somebody says the lead voice is gone
Somebody else starts clapping on one
Then two, then three, then the whole place knows
Grief can move if the bass line goes

[Chorus]
The chorus walks home
Through the doors we leave open
On a wedding floor, in a grocery line
In a lonely room keeping Friday time
The chorus walks home
With its hands up high
When the singer lets go of the microphone
The chorus walks home

[Verse 3]
No marble saint, no velvet rope
Just a comic crown and a stubborn hope
A mirror-ball moon over lacquered shoes
Turning bad news into something you can use

[Bridge]
Let the brass be bright, let the tear be real
Let the old hook teach the room to heal
We are bodies, we are breath, we are borrowed chrome
We are all just voices on the walk back home

[Lead Guitar Solo]

[Final Chorus]
The chorus walks home
Through the doors we leave open
On a ballpark night, in a basement bar
In the backseat glow of a borrowed car
The chorus walks home
With its hands up high
When the singer lets go of the microphone
The chorus walks home

[Outro]
Leave the floor lights on
Let the last note roam
The singer is gone
But the chorus walks home