Beau
The Great Glass Elevator
The Great Glass Elevator
And deep under the allure is
Tragic Skin Eyes Sunken In
A travesty of trackmarks for a mojo pin
Junkie Dens loaded with hungry eyes
punk rock kin sratching skin so very high
The great glass elevator flies until you die
There was an innocent time when they kicked it on trees
But now what might have been never comes to be....
What Might Have Been Never Comes To Be
There is so much you might have let the whole world see
SongtexteAnd broken dreams are like falling through the looking glass
And broken eyes look to the past which never passed
Are we in an empty world?
Are we dressing up for no good?
Are we shaking mad like the wailing wall?
The wailing wall, the wailing wall give it to me wailing wall
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Beau Phillips
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