[Verse 1] The room tilts slowly on its legs A glass of water holds its breath You ask me which way I would fall You ask me which way I would fall I count the cracks along the wall [Chorus] Should I die, or faint? Which door gives way? I keep my hand against the paint And wait for it to change [Verse 2] The clock has lost its little teeth The curtains draw a shallow sea Your coat is folded on the chair Like someone left and stayed in there [Instrumental] [Bridge] If I go quiet, pull me through If I go under, call me true No grand reply, no final sign Just your warm hand enclosing mine [Chorus] Should I die, or faint? Which door gives way? I keep my hand against the paint I keep my hand against the paint And wait for it to change [Outro] The room stands still, the glass is clear You say my name; I’m still here
