(070) when glass shatters

tears on the ground... you said you never knew.

errors in the sound, but i want to listen anyway.

we flickered on and off like lightning bugs that night. six in a row, and all i felt was a longing for something i couldn't have. all the televisions have since been thrown out, and the pictures have been left to collect dust. but lately, i've felt jealous because i lost my place and my urgent state of mind. when glass shatters, all you're left with are pieces that you can't put back together.