It's not okay to tip the glass
The walls turn into waterfalls
'We are here', the voices sing
With water made of thoughts that call
Things have changed, now we are here
It's not okay to tip the glass
Don't smile too long or shed a tear
Don't smile too long or shed a tear
You're not the only one to know
And the sounds have no beginnings or ends
You're not alone the way you thought
Others came in from the hall
But over you are spread
We are here and here in numbers
The blankets that you've never seen
Here we are, the doorbell rings
We are not the king and queen
And that glow is not a light
Thoughts with voices start to call
What we are lies in between
We are here, the echo thunders
