Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Glass Houses

I'm awake at 1AM
I woke as you came in
Tripping, stumbling, knocking things onto the ground
It's a good thing I love you
Or I'd kill you for making so much sound

This apartment may be small and broken
But it's all we got
As long as I'm with you,
Where we are matters not

What it comes down to
Is we all live in glass houses
Live carefully enough
And don't call anyone any names
And you'll never have cold bricks of hatred
Come soaring through your window frame

This world may be large and strained
But it's our only shot, you and me
Live, love and spread the peace
This place is all we got
So treat it gently

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