Glass Houses

Glass Houses

Stained sidewalks paint the city
If it weren’t for all the fire
I’m sure it would kill me
Our eyes wander
The way we wish we could
And we wonder
Where we would go
If we would

Promises broken
Like our glass houses
Shattered by the rocks we threw
At trains we didn’t catch

Cracks on the sidewalk
Under my feet
Empty echoes
Along the street
We look at the stars but I know
I was never good at
Making something out of nothing
no good at all

Promises broken
Like our glass houses
Shattered by the rocks we threw
At trains we didn’t catch
I hate anything that’s good for me
I fight my saving graces
With clawing hands and gnawing teeth

Our eyes wander
The way we wish we could
And we wonder
Where we’d go if we would

Promises broken
Like our glass houses
Shattered by the rocks we threw
At trains we didn’t catch
I hate anything that’s good for me
I fight my saving graces
With clawing hands and gnawing teeth
We look at the stars but I know
I was never good at
Making something out of nothing
no good at all
no good at all