Sometimes things are closed Like windows on an empty street Not this time though First drink The glow, the heat A piece of morning sun Swallowed with a grin Shooting sparks within Shower every warm bliss Up to the skylight These walls are warm again Out of my right mind This feeling Old absent friend A piece of morning sun Swallowed with a grin Shooting sparks within Shower every warm bliss My violet sea Receding Like an empty threat Oh could it be I'm free I've paid the debt Oh