They Don't Know

Dear friend just undress me

I am like glass in your hands

Write it down, wish it hard, slip the gate

And we'll run for the line

We go weak in the knees

When we know how it's gonna endThey don't know what we know

And they can't see what we see

All the things that we could beYou come to split me in two

Still never close enough

On the lip of the world

As we head for the cosmic dust

We go weak in the knees

When we know how it all will endThey don't know what we know

And they can't see what we see

All the things that we could be