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