With your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth

Reach out for another one -- don't look back on the past

A chair through the window -- then through the looking glass

The crystal splinters shimmer -- bathe the pavement in moon-dust



Laughing in the crimson rain -- we feel no pain

With shards in our soles we'll dance again and again

Oh again and again amidst the laughter in the crimson rain



With your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth

Forget tomorrow's mess -- because right now is the best...

I guess we're dancing on glass...