Glass Eyes

Hey it's me
I just got off the train
A frightening place
Their faces are concrete grey
And I'm wondering, should I turn around?
Buy another ticket
Panic is coming on strong
So cold, from the inside out
No great job, no message coming in
And you're so small

Glassy eyed light of day
Glassy eyed light of day

The path trails off
And heads down a mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care

And the path trails off
And heads down a mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care

I feel this love to the core
I feel this love to the core



Credits
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Colin Charles Greenwood, Thomas Edward Yorke, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Edward John O'brien
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