Slow Rise Lounge

The glass is dry,

the chairs are turned To face the wall

We lived the lessons that we learned

And let them fall

And now the lights come up so slow

(so slow) Across the room,

we watch them grow

And it is time

to go

A quiet trace of where we stood

Is in the air

We held the moments that we could

And left them there

And now the lights come up so slow (so slow)

Across the room, we watch them grow

And it is time

to go

Time to go