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Hold me close but keep your distance, Fragile walls beg for resistance. In this glasshouse, every word’s a stone, I build with love, but I’m still alone. You can see right through me, cracks and all, A fragile structure, waiting to fall. Each promise we make’s a delicate line, Etched in sand, erased by time. Careful hands, don’t let it break, A fragile heart’s too much to take. Look inside, but don’t get near, The cracks reveal what I hold dear. Your reflection shimmers in the glass, A fleeting image I can’t let pass. Each touch a risk, each glance a dare, I want you close, but I can’t repair. Careful hands, don’t let it break, A fragile heart’s too much to take. Look inside, but don’t get near, The cracks reveal what I hold dear. This glasshouse was never made to last, Each moment of beauty shatters fast. But even in the ruins, there’s still light, A fleeting glow in the dead of night. Careful hands, don’t let it break, A fragile heart’s too much to take. Look inside, but don’t get near, The cracks reveal what I hold dear. Hold me close but keep your distance, Fragile walls beg for resistance.
Song info
Eccentric post-punk indie rock w/ jazz, soul, '90s dream-pop infl; sharp guitars, rich fem Brit vocals, wry lyrics; introspect yet bold, blending quirky rhythms w/ raw emo depth.
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