作曲 : Peters
 Others are here
 In this room, waiting for you to
 Lift your bow into the air and
 Watch it flow up past the moon
 And from down here you
 Help it fly, a many-colored
 Strand of light, Under your ribs
 Behind your eyes
 You start to sing
 La da…
 And they move like ice in your glass,
 Move like your hair
 In a swimming pool,
 Under the air
 From you up there it’s
 An empty room, watchers half there,
 Half empty room,
 But some have come cross
 Light and years
 To taste what you bring
 You bring