If you’re someone like a glass of water
And you know between two lines a song exists
When you’ve been here so long you’re just doing circuits
Waiting for a meteor to knock you off your axes

Sisyphus but delicate
Sensitive to the rock you’re rolling
Not prepared to quit
But tired of singing to the abyss

Hoorah another vestige of bliss
I can parade
That which I fear giving away
To chase from the shade

Make me someone like a glass of water
Who knows between two lines a song exists
When you’ve been here so long you’re just doing circuits
Waiting for a meteor to throw you off your axes

Sisyphus but delicate
Sensitive to the rock you’re rolling
Not prepared to quit
But tired of singing to the abyss