Dance like the red lights in my eyes
And chance to tell me where you’ve been and where you’re going
Once was a wind that went my way
Needing a label for the jar,

Walk with a man who moves my mind
And talk, to tell him where I’ve been and where I’m going
Thought that he’d know I’d gone my way
Faking the label on the jar

Get out of my mind, I’m losing fast
It’s the best of its kind and I know I can make it last

Sink to observe the need to drown
(....It only takes a second, time)
And think what it means to be today and not tomorrow
(....It only makes the second, time)
Swim, on the way to solid ground
(....We always fake the second, time)
Reading the label on the jar

Home, there’s a word we both know wel
(....That’s where the heartaches wander)
And some try saying we should find a new tomorrow
(....That’s where we start, too smart too)
When we can only lose today
(....It’s now I really aught to)
Shaping the label on the jar

Get out of my mind, I’m losing fast
It’s the best of its kind and I know I can make it last

Scraping .. from ..
Shaping .. on ..
Making .. for ..
Faking .. on ..
Needing . for ..
Reading ..on ..,
the label on the jar
the label on the jar...