Glasses Letra

the bright lot in the winter
i squint my eyes to see
you right in front of me
blind to the fact that we’re diving into the sea
when we bond
we bond nefariously
in the space from you to me
there’s nothing but the little torch we need
i was attached by the wrist
to your well read little sister
so i can never forget
the sharp pain of a splinter
i squint my eyes to see
you right in front of me
blind to the fact that the vision came much too late
when we fire
we fire at a higher rate
i can get you to relate to nothing
but the little torch we save
blind to the fact that my glasses just broke in half
we’re on
we’re on a glorious path
hope we can find our way back
with nothing but a little torch in hand