[Intro — intimate, almost spoken] The glass is empty. The room is full. Something is pouring Through the walls. [Verse 1] A moth keeps striking at the window, Though the window's open wide. There's a storm inside the flowers. There's a tide beneath my ribs. Every leaf was making music I had never listened to. Then a note came through the garden And the doorway fell away. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing in my hands. Nothing on my tongue. How can I be dizzy When I haven't drunk? [Chorus] Pour it out, pour it out— There's no vessel big enough. I can feel the whole world turning And it isn't fast enough. Higher than the rooftops, Lower than the ground. I have never tasted anything That could make a body sound Like this— Ah, like this— Neither wine nor water. Neither wine nor water. Nothing in the glass— And I am overflowing. [Verse 2] Sheets are flying in the alley, White flags in the afternoon. A bicycle goes rattling past, Each wheel a little moon. I can hear beneath the traffic All the spaces in between. Even silence leans toward something. Even stillness has a seam. I'm a mouth the world is singing through, A note it doesn't know. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing in my hands. Nothing on my tongue. How can I be dizzy When I haven't drunk? [Chorus] Pour it out, pour it out— There's no vessel big enough. I can feel the whole world turning And it isn't fast enough. Higher than the rooftops, Lower than the ground. I have never tasted anything That could make a body sound Like this— Ah, like this— Neither wine nor water. Neither wine nor water. Nothing in the glass— And I am overflowing. [Bridge — exposed voice, pulse suspended] Did you ever hear it rising From the clover after rain? Did it lift you by the rib cage Till your feet forgot their weight? I held my breath to keep it. The whole sky disappeared. I opened up my mouth again— And everything was here. [Instrumental — hypnotic evolving groove, wordless vocal fragments] [Final Chorus] Pour it out, pour it out— There's no vessel big enough. Let the whole world keep on turning. I don't need to keep up. Higher than the rooftops, Lower than the ground. I have never tasted anything— I have never heard a sound Like this— Ah, like this— Neither wine nor water. Neither wine nor water. Nothing in the glass— And I am overflowing. [Outro — nearly whispered] The glass is empty. I am not.
