Come sit at the table Under october's able skies Once we'd seen eye to eye I'd known that I'd pass you by, and I tried The bells chime Seven times Completed at nine The world moves slower, I find No, but I Learned of time By your hands And in shallow waters' end I learned not to swim, but to lie I'll wait for now 'Til it's ready to burn out I insist on doubts We're already lying on the glass The glass