Oh Glass Beach, you know nothing of me
And I sense no curiosity
Amuse yourself with feelings of how

Like Libra you're growing fainter now

Like yesterday's bouquet

Looks a little sad today

Confusion I'll greet like an old friend

As tonight they set me right
In the end I will be forgotten
As tonight they set me right


So here's one for all the cynics then:
Hate me for what I've done, not for my idiot children


I want to think you won't
Remember me like last year's snow


Confusion I'll greet like an old friend
As tonight they set me right

In the end I will be forgotten
As tonight they set me right