Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again
The molecules are more focused in the glass
Than they are in the water
And the table has even more
And then there’s the floor
On the foundation rests the house
And that house sits on the ground
Which is as dense as the earth is wide
He pulls the molecules aside
Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again
Loosely fitting pieces
Sit atop magma and rock
The ground sits on top of the shelf
And I sit on top of it all by myself
Oh, where does the earth rest?
And how does space sound?
Maybe the earth is a glass
To the beginning, alas!
Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again
Contain,
Contain
“A glass can only spill
What it contains”
Tyler Strittmatter 