Here we are, here in our crystal bed The cover shines, but it don’t feel right I guess On we go, just moving through its pokes As sharp as knives, it’s making me a bloody mess
Get me out; I’ve swallowed all my doubts I’m ready for this portion of independence I’m stepping up; like what you do when you’re first in love Like a field in wind; like roses in my hand
Like rain to the mouth Like rain to the mouth Like rain Like rain
Take this light, my soul is your provider Guiding you through those simple kind of nights If I say that I’m okaaaay, can you be… so still, so still with me
Like rain to the mouth Like rain to the mouth Like rain Like rain Like rain to the mouth, mouth
And by myself again, I can’t be swayed Upon these fragments, our house is laid I’ll know we’ve made it when our bed is made So I’ll press on and then hope that my body doesn’t break That my body doesn’t break That my body doesn’t break