Glass — Bat For Lashes

I will rise now And go about the city In the street's broadways I seek Him whom my soul loveth

Went over the sea What did I find A thousand crystal towers A hundred emerald cities And the hand of the watchman In the night sky Points to my beloved A knight in crystal armour

And I tried to hold him I tried for the cream I'll make a suit of colours To stop the blinding mirrors Sew a cape of rainbow Stifle up the beam With the perfect armour With the perfect dream

To be made of glass When two suns are shining The battle becomes blinding To be made of glass But we're light and light and light And light and light

And with two suns spinning At two different speeds Was born a hot white diamond Burning through the rainbow Flames fell into orbit To hold eternally Two heavenly spirits That just wouldn't see

To be made of glass When two suns are shining The battle becomes blinding To be made of glass But we're light and light and light And light and light