Song about glory

Broken glass, open window
Falling down, don’t ask me how
Tired face, angry friend
Here comes end of flower land
Looking up, going left
Eyes are wet, mind is traight
Wants everyting, fear of falling
Getting up but it’s always too late
Don’t ask me why, Iam your guide
Diamond space, silver haze
Iam running fast, don’t know why
And in my family there’s a spy
Looking up, going left
Eyes are wet, mind is traight
Wants everyting, fear of falling
Getting up but it’s always too late
Why does this talk never end
Why does this talk never end
Why does this song never end
Why does this talk never end
Looking up, going left
Eyes are wet, mind is traight
Wants everyting, fear of falling
Getting up but it’s always too late


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