Another Night's Broken Glass Lyrics
Another Night's Broken Glass - Latin Quarter
Written by：Steve Skaith
Another night's broken glass
What was it this time
Was it the last of the free gift champagne flutes
From the filling station
Was it the wedding present tray
Engraved 'Congratulations'
Was it the snow scene coliseum
From Corinne's room
Must have been most of the downstairs lights
Judging by the gloom
Or the wall clock or the mixing bowl
Or the living room's sliding door
No it must have been the mirror
We can't see ourselves anymore
Another night's broken glass hey
Watch where you're walking
Take a deep breath before you sweep the mess
Break out the sticking plaster
Retrieve the bracket from the timepiece
Is it ticking faster
As the vacuum sucks the splinters in
They tear the sack
Oh the ship's broken out of the bottle
And it won't be sailing back
Not to this typhoon to this River Plate
To this act of piracy
Where all the salty renegades are really you and me
A man is a ship of glass
Tossed in a sea of terror
We don't need these metaphysics spelling out the error the error
As you crack a composition
Of soda lime and sand
And you curse the old Phoenicians
As it cuts into you hand
Another night's broken glass
What was it this time
Another night's broken glass
What was it this time
Was it the snow scene coliseum from Corinne's room
Must have been most of the downstairs lights
Judging by the gloom
Or the wall clock or the mixing bowl
Or the living room's sliding door
No it must have been the mirror
We can't see ourselves anymore
Another night's broken glass