Glass Houses - Beyond the Shore
If I could reach up
And scrape the clouds out of the sky
I would rearrange them
In shapes that would leave you breathless
Not one would be the same
They would chase each other around
Until they returned to the dust as they came
The sun would hide behind the hills
The hills
Where it couldn't be found
We could walk across the ocean
As if it were glass not making a sound
Constellations of another generation are where I belong
Our navigation is only met by the passing ships on the horizon
Brushing the edge of this world
If I could reach up
And scrape the clouds out of the sky
I would rearrange them
In shapes that would leave you breathless
Not one would be the same
They would chase each other around
Until they returned to the dust as they came
The sun would hide behind the hills
The hills
Where it couldn't be found
We could walk across the ocean
As if it were glass not making a sound
Constellations of another generation are where I belong
Are where I belong
Our navigation is only met by the passing ships on the horizon
Brushing the edge of this world
Don't give up on your dreams son
The destination of where we need to be is hanging in the balance
The destination of where we need to be is hanging in the balance
Set sail far away outside this hell
Here we are more than royalty
No empty shell
No empty shell
Don't worry
No need to be scared
I'll keep you by my side
Write our names in the sand
They'll be gone with the tide
Running along the water's edge is where I'll be
Avoiding strangers and monsters of the sea
