Glass And The Ghost Children

Glass and the Ghost Children

To the centre of the earth, or anywhere that god decides

Full of fever pulling forth, We hear our call as all

Into the centre of the earth, as written in

DNA is reaching out, to your frequency

I want to live

Don't want to die

I want to live

I want to try

All in prayer, prayer in all

All are scared, scared of all

Black rooms are calling, to men in leather coats

White labs are cooking up the silver ghost

The glass migrates under, her translucent skin

And all the spiders wonder, what we've got us in

All is you, you are all

All with you, you in all

I want to live

Don't want to die

I want to live

I want to try

So beats the final coda, of a vinyl storm

One more cherry cola, to lift up her dead arms

We are losing contact, as she dials away

She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him?

She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look

She says it doesn't matter, she never liked her looks

I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything

Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book

There's not much left to ponder, not much left to cook

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her

As she counted the spiders, ah-ahh