Glass Half Full
Spirit and soul covered in it like rocker box gold
The shell is still damaged and takes its toll
And every morning I wake up I'm not the same as I was before
And no one knows what's wrong or what's behind those doors
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
Pins and needles
I ran aground
Please don't beat a dead horse
Please don't run a man down
If I seem like I'm fading don't worry 'bout me
Really I'm lucky to be here, to feel the pebbles glide under my toes
The ebb and flow
We all bleed when we pluck the rose
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue
You're speaking to a glass half full
Håller upp mot ljuset
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
It's a marmalade fugue
The shell is still damaged and takes its toll
And every morning I wake up I'm not the same as I was before
And no one knows what's wrong or what's behind those doors
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
Pins and needles
I ran aground
Please don't beat a dead horse
Please don't run a man down
If I seem like I'm fading don't worry 'bout me
Really I'm lucky to be here, to feel the pebbles glide under my toes
The ebb and flow
We all bleed when we pluck the rose
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue
You're speaking to a glass half full
Håller upp mot ljuset
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
And every sunrise is a marmalade fugue
You're speaking to a glass half full and I'm alright
It's just the sword in the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
It's a marmalade fugue
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Writer(s): Kyle Crane
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