The nights are lifting like colored glass
The dawn that breaks might be the last
For pointless views that i was after
Leave me struggling with disaster
With pen in hand, the thoughts that fled
Seemed to shatter in my head
Tell someone, crystal is falling
Your paperbacks and mag-by-lines
Seasick writers noone finds
The feeling that we know they`ll censure
For fear they`d be caught in adventure
The rumors we could not defend
Will find a climax in the end
Tell someone, crystal is falling
For all the blood that`s turned to ink
For quicksand moods when spirits sink
For all the years i`ve been neglected
My eyes are naked, inspected, infected
My god are we all twisted glass
Catching pieces of the past
Tell someone, crystal is falling
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