Tap on Your Windowpane

Came a point where some around us

Fell to dark and ugly habits

Those of us who’d lost our patience

Left for somewhere new, well worth protecting

Now these were days of shared possession

What was mine was theirs and so on

Seldom were there any problems

We could not resolve

On our own, listen carefully

There’s no reason to brandish your teeth

In good time, we’ll have clarity and you’ll see

Beyond that pale our new allegiance

No more time or space between us

Bear no flags and keep no secrets

Til the bitter end

On our own, listen carefully

There’s no reason to brandish your teeth

In good time, we’ll have clarity

And you’ll see

When I tap on your windowpane

There’s no reason to brandish your teeth

In good time, we’ll have everything

And you’ll see