I'm vacant I'm occupied more If you want my love for your money At my ankles my clothes my knees on the floor My innocence literally a footnote My soul scattered somewhere below My body is a glasshouse A thousand stones ago In the wake of your departing car With your foot firmly to the floor With your wheels burning smoke Wide is the wind as the dust that blows My opacity is one of a ghost I'm somewhere over and nowhere near a rainbow My body is a glasshouse a thousand stones ago Take my illegal body you'll never see my soul We've both been here before we both know the score Symmetrical parallel we're two vessels and nothing more I can lead you to the water but I can't make you dream With my body for a glasshouse a thousand and one stones ago My body is a glasshouse a thousand stones ago My body is a glasshouse a thousand stones ago My body is a glasshouse a thousand stones ago