We stand and fall apart like houses made from broken glass We stand and fall apart With emptiness in our hearts
So am I dreaming? This feels like home I'm merely breathing, through iron lungs I'm at the brink tonight, you drag me back The ground beneath my feet, it holds me fast
And as it eats away, and as it burrows down
We stand and fall apart, like houses made from broken glass We stand and fall apart, with emptiness in our hearts And our futures in stone, Oh God send me home No futures in stone, Oh God send me home
A promise of flood lights, escape from the pen So please keep your eyes open
I'll die for my art Reserve what I love
So we have a choice we can write our own ends History's not written by those who sleep See the trees through the forest, I'll cut them all down Oh God please forgive me, it tears me apart.
So we have a choice we can write our own ends History's not written by those who sleep See the trees through the forest, I'll cut them all down Oh God please forgive me, it tears me apart.