Glass
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, spinning and spitting particles of light
From a dying orange sun, her glitter ball head slowly disappears
No eyes, no mouth, connected only through tears
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, particles of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, spinning and spitting particles of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, spinning and spitting particles of light
From a dying orange sun, her glitter ball head slowly disappears
No eyes, no mouth, connected only through tears
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, particles of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
Spinning in the last wash of light, spinning and spitting particles of light
How many times do I walk upon glass, do I walk upon glass?
How many times do I pass overhead, do I pass overhead?
I looked across, her face was gone, just a pile of circling dust
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Writer(s): Keeley Forsyth
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