it's easy to say I might
cause in this house of glass I try
but my words melt away
and form a stone on my face
a fear a lie
in this storm of rage and fear
the silence stabs between my ears
it's too late to speak
I'm still here on my feet
but disappear
you're on your knees for one more try
hoping for a glimpse of light
you reach for warm flesh
my ghost is all that you get
but oh, I fight
my hands are pressed against the glass
aching to be touched at last
it's ready to break
but I'm pulling away
it's easy to say I've died
but in this house of glass I try
