Glasscase Vigil

Watch the door Watch the glass

In a glass elevator looking through the rain (ahhh)

Waiting like the door

owes you something in pain

Thrift-store mirror selfie on an old film screen

The opener got three songs to say what they mean

But you watch the entrance from your cage of glass

Waiting for the shadows of the crowd to pass In a glass

elevator looking through the rain

(ahhh) Waiting like the door

owes you something in pain

Collector of lonely nights,

keeping the light dry (hummmm)

Locked in a glass case,

watching the world fly

Watch the door...

In the glass case light