Tekster: Guillemots. Through the Windowpane. We're Here.

The world is our carpet now
The world is our dance floor now
Remind me how to dance again
The world is our carpet now

The world is just waiting now
No staring out windows now
Our train stopped moving hours ago
We're here, we're here, we're here

Yes, we're here free to laugh and cry obliged to try
And nothing is worth winning without a fight

When I can't move, I'll enjoy the still for a while
And lose myself in waves and mountains and the sky
And I'm back here quick as lightning
'Cause we are just seconds, seconds in a day

It's a dance floor now
No staring out windows now
Our train stopped moving hours ago
We're here, we're here, we're here

What do I do? Free, free to run and cry, obliged to try
And nothing is worth winning without a fight
Oh, yes, we're here free to go insane
Joy and pain are fighting in the corridors inside

When I can't move, I'll savor the pause for a while
And lose myself in waves and mountains and the sky
And I'm back here quick as lightning
'Cause we are just seconds, seconds in a day