The Great Glass Elevator Songtext

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

And 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



Copyright 2007

Beau Phillips