Glass Houses

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

Lyrics Scott Martinez Music Scott Martinez
Producer Scott Martinez Publisher Cauldron Soundwerx Productions
Performance Scott Martinez Label Scott Martinez
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