Glasshouse - Hands Like Houses

A silver line, a disease on the horizon,

A whistling in the trees — it marches on

It’s like a tide — impatient and insincere

A threat born on the wind — it marches on

A weight on the air I feel it in the silence

Take a second to listen

The earth starts to shake, the sky begins to fall

Can you hear it coming down?

I was safe, I was brave

Until the sky collapsed on me

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Can you feel how heavy lies the air?

Let it fall, let it fall

Let it all be swallowed by the storm

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Rain down on me, rain down on me.

Slamming doors — I’m here but I’m trapped inside

The darkest shades of grey roll through my head

A weight on the air I feel it in the silence

Take a second to listen,

The earth starts to shake, the sky begins to fall

Can you hear it coming down?

I was safe, I was brave

Until the sky collapsed on me

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Can you feel how heavy lies the air?

Let it fall, let it fall

Let it all be swallowed by the storm

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Rain down on me, rain down on me.

Don’t want to admit to myself

This can’t just be in my head!

I was safe, I was brave

Until the sky collapsed on me

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Can you feel how heavy lies the air?

Let it fall, let it fall

Let it all be swallowed by the storm

Can you hear the thunder in my chest?

Rain down on me, rain down on me.