Now grey is sitting high
On my sunny August sky
And as the days go by
My summer fades and dies

It really is quite strange
How little that remains
Of the cool and the deranged
'Cause the mirror's not the same

Standing around like crows
With draggled feathers
One of those all-time lows
Gone mad together

And now I'm all alone
And things are worse than ever
And I would give all the silence in the world
For a crash of broken glass
Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass

Still you haunt me phantom wise
And call me once or twice
In the garden where I pine
Real distraught and paralyzed

It really is quite strange
How little that remains
Of the cool and the deranged
'Cause the mirror's not the same

Standing around like crows
With draggled feathers
One of those all-time lows
Gone mad together

And now I'm all alone
And things are worse than ever
And I would give all the silence in the world
For a crash of broken glass
Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass

Standing around like crows
With draggled feathers
One of those all-time lows
Gone mad together

And now I'm all alone
And things are worse than ever
And I would give all the silence in the world
For a crash of broken glass
Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass

Just a crash of broken glass