@migu music@

blackfield - glass house

goodbye old friend, my paranoid

we'll meet again some day

life is running out

i guess i had enough, i need to go now

i used to live in a house of glass

where no-one comes or goes

watching life outside

i used to stand behind the door

and hope the wind won't blow

and mess my fears around

it took me so long to find out where they're hiding

music like rain over my deepest feelings

on your faking land

faking land