Lyrics

[Verse 1] That is not my blood on the bedroom floor That is not the glass that I threw before He gets his power from tide and wave But grains of sand are my domain His tempest surged an angry flash Then through my arms formed a sea of glass [Interlude] [Bridge] Shattering sea, closing my eyes Shattering sea, closing my eyes Shattering sea, closing my eyes [Verse 2] Every line, every curve, every twist Every turn of every brutal word Every turn, every line, every twist Every line, every curve, every twist Every curve of every brutal word [Interlude] [Outro] That is not my blood on the bedroom floor That is not the glass that I threw before