Song Description
A man heads home after a life of mistakes and hopes for forgiveness
| Song Length |
5:43 |
Genre |
Rock - Gothic, Unique - Holiday |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled, Moving |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Family, Holidays |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Glass Houses
Hands in my pockets -- ash in the air
I trudge down the blinking light boulevard
A tourist in my hometown
Where everything's the same but me
In the Holiday Light -- everybody seems so cold
Rock Bottom is a solid foundation
And I have nothing left to lose
There's one thing to fear at the dark of the year
My desperate homecoming to you
In the Holiday Light -- everybody seems so cold
I've been such a bad man
With poorly-laid, impetuous plans
I've been ill-used and overlooked and undervalued
I just need the little gift of chance
In the Holiday Light -- everybody seems so cold