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 