Dear friend, just undress me
I am like glass in your hands
Write it down, wish it hard, slip the gate

And we'll run for the line
We go weak in the knees
When we know how it's gonna end


They don't know what we know
And they can't see what we see

All the things we could be

You come to split me in two

Still never close enought
On the lip of the world
As we head for the cosmic dust

We go weak in the knees
When we know how it's gonna end


They don't know what we know
And they can't see what we see
All the things we could be