Southern Glass Home Lyrics

For those who raise hands have fallen

Fallen on swollen eyes



Didn't quite get what you were saying

Up until the conversation died



Run back to your southern glass home



Let's forget i was pretending

Let's pretend you knew it all along

Got a call from a good friend

Who was saying things were not that good at all



Run back to your southern glass home



You're falling on hard times

You're following open skies

With gasoline ghosts from only you



Run back to your southern glass home