"Tiny Glass houses" as written by and Amelia Curran....
There's a crack in my memory,
As if something has gone
And split the foundation
Of shadow, of song

And raddled the windows,
And the tiny regrets
And the tiny glasses houses
That I tried to forget

Drink til your sleeping,
I love you that way
Like we are all babies;
All our beds are unmade
No memory has molded
Enough to forget
And our tiny glass houses
Are not built for us yet

Takes all of the courage,
And none of the pride,
To stand in the threshold-
To sit down inside
Where we are not babies;
No we are not new
And our tiny glass houses
With the beautiful view

There's a crack in my memory
Where a funeral parade,
Rolls through the doorway
That my memory made
And funeral marches
To its funeral sounds
And the tiny glass houses
Are all tumbling down

And tiny glass houses,
Are all tumbling down
And tiny glass houses,
Are all tumbling down


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"Tiny Glass Houses" as written by Amelia Curran

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