My Body Is A Glasshouse (A Thousand Stones Ago) – Glasvegas
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I’m vacant – I’m occupied more If you want my love for your money At my ankles my clothes, my knees on the floor My innocence literally a footnote My soul scattered somewhere below
My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago
In the wake of your departing car With your foot firmly to the floor With your wheels burning smoke Wide is the wind as the dust that blows My opacity is one of a ghost I’m somewhere over and nowhere near a rainbow
My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago
Take my illegal body, you’ll never see my soul We’ve both been here before, we both know the score Symmetrical, parallel, we’re two vessels and nothing more I can lead you to the water, but I can’t make you dream, woah woah
With my body for a glasshouse A thousand and one stones ago
My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago