With your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth
Reach out for another one -- don't look back on the past
A chair through the window -- then through the looking glass
The crystal splinters shimmer -- bathe the pavement in moon-dust

Laughing in the crimson rain -- we feel no pain
With shards in our soles we'll dance again and again
Oh again and again amidst the laughter in the crimson rain

With your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth
Forget tomorrow's mess -- because right now is the best...
I guess we're dancing on glass...