Bulletproof Glass

Lyrics

I grew up in a sheltered home Residing in a fragile dome Made of bulletproof glass and last-second glances back We knew we were not alone At heart he was a punk rocker Napoleon the conqueror For to live ingloriously is to die each day A dark and profound thing to say Can anybody hear me now? I'm like a tree growing on infertile ground I stand tall but I can't make a sound Look up at the ceiling's stars We'll try and find out what is ours To try and put a name on everything we see is almost blasphemy Can't you just let it be? Mumbles of self-conscious doubt They turned to marbles rolling in my mouth And now whenever I try to speak, you never hear me out Isn't that what love's about? Can anybody hear me now? I'm like a tree growing on infertile ground I stand tall but I can't make a sound Can anybody hear me now?