Tiny Glass Houses-Amelia Curran

[ti:Tiny Glass Houses] [ar:Amelia Curran] [al:Hunter, Hunter] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.12]Tiny Glass Houses - Amelia Curran [00:01.12]Written by：Amelia Curran/Andrew Dale/DON ELLIS [00:02.40] [00:21.53]There's a crack in my memory [00:23.53] [00:25.21]As if something has gone [00:27.33] [00:29.34]And split the foundation [00:30.51] [00:33.00]Of shadow of song [00:34.72] [00:36.93]And raddled the windows [00:38.96] [00:40.79]And the tiny regrets [00:42.52] [00:44.72]And the tiny glasses houses [00:46.22] [00:47.78]That I tried to forget [00:49.92] [00:52.56]Drink till your sleeping [00:54.01] [00:55.87]I love you that way [00:57.94] [00:59.86]Like we are all babies [01:01.78] [01:03.31]All our beds are unmade [01:05.39] [01:07.63]No memory has molded [01:09.40] [01:11.41]Enough to forget [01:12.88] [01:15.08]And our tiny glass houses [01:17.03] [01:18.54]Are not built for us yet [01:21.17] [01:34.27]Takes all of the courage [01:36.57] [01:38.44]And none of the pride [01:40.39] [01:42.19]To stand in the threshold [01:44.31] [01:46.07]To sit down inside [01:48.07] [01:49.83]Where we are not babies [01:51.99] [01:53.98]No we are not new [01:55.89] [01:57.70]And our tiny glass houses [01:59.87] [02:01.70]With the beautiful view [02:03.82] [02:20.73]There's a crack in my memory [02:22.54] [02:24.31]Where a funeral parade [02:26.49] [02:28.72]Rolls through the doorway [02:30.60] [02:31.91]That my memory made [02:33.60] [02:36.04]And funeral marches [02:37.95] [02:39.72]To its funeral sounds [02:41.48] [02:43.47]And the tiny glass houses [02:46.36] [02:46.95]Are all tumbling down [02:49.32] [02:51.46]And tiny glass houses [02:53.71] [02:54.64]Are all tumbling down [02:56.84] [02:58.92]And tiny glass houses [03:01.70] [03:02.63]Are all tumbling down