Glass House

Glass House - Various Artists/Blackfield

Goodbye old friend my paranoid

We'll meet again someday

Life is running out

I guess I had enough I need to go now

I used to live in a house of glass

Where no one comes or goes

Watching life outside

I used to stand behind the door

And hope the wind won't blow

And mess my fears around

It took me so long to find out

Where they're hiding

Music like rain

Over my deepest feelings

And your faking land

Music like rain

Over my deepest feelings

And your faking land

Faking land

Goodbye old friend my paranoia

We'll meet again someday

Life is running out

I guess I had enough I need to go now