[Verse — polyrhythmic bass] Three glass moons above my head Your favorite things I keep from death I throw them high, you count a chip Not every time I didn't slip [Pre-Chorus] My empty hands could build a life If just one moment they were mine [Chorus — urgent harmonies] Up they go, down they fall I keep the sky from ending all I want to stop and watch them break Let gravity decide my fate But names are etched in every sphere Of people I have gathered here (Don't drop, don't drop) [Bridge — drums cut out] My wrists are tired, my face is calm One more throw, one more dawn [Outro] One life shatters if I let go The other shatters if I don't
