There was a cascade of ash
Hanging from your cigarette
You expected to hear a crash
But falling embers just got wet
Enemies trapped inside a car
Bushes on the windowsill
The glimmer on the liquid edge
Floated like a will-o-wisp
Then the light turned into an
Ice cube in a plastic cup
It became a frozen bubble
To contemplate as we grew up
Then light turned into an
Ice cube in a plastic cup
On a table next to you
I held on as we flew up
The taste of orange in my mouth
The exit just a diagram
Forget what we once dreamed about
Windows grey on either side
See the sunset once or twice
Split the bubble into two
Press upon my eyelids
Until you cast a silhouette
Then the light turned into an
Ice cube in a plastic cup
It became a frozen bubble
To contemplate as we grew up
Then light turned into an
Ice cube in a plastic cup
On a table next to you
I held on as we flew up