You raised a glass house
Now all the town fathers are having conniptions
I guess I never told ya but
I've been sleeping on your side
Since you never take mine
It's a good sign they don't know your name
Scream in my pillow
To my trying eyes
I saw no sign of sorrow
So I burned my supplies
So alone, a lonesome grin
Obsidian spells lay waste again
I'm basically gone, except for the spirit, well...
Tiny you in a prism
Stuck in the cracks
Lest you deflect
Any uniform parallax
Disinvent the visions of
A past life so safe
This place is a portal
You could keep me at arm's length