We’ve been scattered to the ground
I swear there’s a pattern here
Porcelain
Is that a crane in the sky?
What does it feel like to take from your own cup?
Glue every piece back together
Drink it up

When we’ve felt all the healing
And our soul breaks through the ceiling
We’ll change our plans in time

There is nothing to change
We know just who we are
Dahlias
Wе are the same and yеt not at all
Now, I have been told of harmony and diversity
We’ll bloom exactly on time
Let’s just drink some sun

When we’ve felt all the healing
And our soul breaks through the ceiling
We’ll change our plans in time