Broke The Glass

I hear the calling
There’s someone in the way
I’m filled with adjective
And I don’t know what to say

I live in dreams
That I can’t touch
And even what I like
I don’t like that much

Observing as it is
Beginning to relax
And I have no idea
Who broke the glass

Connecting honesty
I like the way your words come out
They’ve drenched in solipsism
I’m drenched in scared doubt

Since I perceive
Can I believe the things I read
The act of dying
Is worse than being dead

Observing as it is
Beginning to relax
And I have no idea
Who broke the glass

Still can’t deny
The song of tears
When I close my eyes
The whole world disappears

Beyond the calling
There’s nothing left to say
What’s more appealing
Is every other way

Observing as it is
Beginning to relax
And I have no idea
Who broke the glass