Life Under Glass
sad lovers and giants
Songs from long ago,
start a fire in me.
Flames that twist and grow,
burning constantly.
Drowning in nostalgia.
Such a sweet disease,
save me from amnesia,
In the garden of your soul,
it can take control.
Through my endless phases,
something still remains.
Though my world is changing,
inside I'm the same.
I'm living under glass,
Drowning in nostalgia.
Such a sweet disease,
a victim of the past,
save me from amnesia,
In the garden of your soul,
it can take control.