Lyrics Home - Ryan Farish
We
build
our
houses
always
out
of
glass.
Never
mind
that
every
time
they
crash.
Pretty
the
pictures
we
keep
leaving
on
display,
Of
happy
scenes
from
magazines
that
we
save.
But
it
never
feels
right,
Never
feels
like
home.
We
step
in
the
daylight
so
we
might
grow.
We've
been
searching,
now
the
seed
is
sown.
And
we
won't
stop
you
know,
'Cause
will
be
growing
home.
Waking
up
is
not
as
tough
as
you
think.
Why
do
we
lose
ourselves
in
someone
else's
dreams?
But
even
if
we
get
to
where
you
think
we
should
be,
I
know
the
pretty
life
is
not
as
nice
as
it
seems.
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