Pieces of glass No eye can see through the past Without the winged Stories of you I hear these stories of you When you were younger Dangerous beast You will feed at the feast Of your beloveds Calm your wild tongue I'll beat with the drum While you sing it If you'll take me Take me over Take me Take me out Take me Take me over Take me take me out /// God said you're on your way /// Take me out // Sly and easy on the eyes Sweet melancholy Twisting in the night Your eyes were wet cream Darkened through And I felt my skin reach Out for you. You run back you run back You run back you run back You run back you run back You're on your own You're on your own your own