Glass Bloom’s Lament

(shhh...) Fever in the quiet room

Your outline bends in twilight bloom

Water rising to our knees

Whispers running through the trees

Gravity

is giving way

Nothing left for us to say (ahhh...)

We are drifting in a clouded dream

Nothing here is quite what it seems

Holding on as the shadows bend

This is where the real worlds end

(ooh-ooh, yeah)

Mirrors flicker on the wall

Silent steps along the hall

Time is melting in your hand

Footprints in the shifting sand

Lost inside the warm decay... (mmmmm)