The Glass House My Father Built Lyrics

I saw you when you left
That day was so hot
When you skittered off
Your voice came through so clear
But mine couldn't grasp your ears

I saw the bouquet of bruises you gave her
Love shaped ones
Big and small
My mind is alight with the horror of headlamps
The stealing breath of sirens
Pummel down the tall grass
My daddy's dressed in iron
If you could speak in tongues of swine could you communicate how you broke me?
Sometimes I still catch your voice passing by
My nostrils burn when you're in the air

Steal my soul but for a moment
Inflate your lungs
Tolling bell
Unfurl your tongue
I pack the words away in tiny boxes
"Son, don't ever be like me"
So I'll trace the veins on my legs
Eagerly, with my brittle little fingers

While I count the pock marks on the ceiling
They watch me as I grow
And now I'll lose my sense of feeling

And now the numbness takes my brain
The devil sings me to sleep at night
We both watch you as you go and I'm so scared
I'm scared that I'm just like you
I'm crushed by the weight of my ilk
My whole life I've been throwing stones in this glass house that you've built