Chandelier - Glimpse Of Home lyrics

Arrows of dew Arrows of dew fly silently in the night Arrows of dew first come warm And then no rhyme The quiver god quivered quite a lot When he aimed at our hearts He failed to tear them apart Arrows of steel stuck inside our fantasy Arrows of dew they had to melt away She didn't stay Tender journey Lilac lighting A flower on my way I got down on my knees To smell her bloom Inhale her scent She stirs me so Her eyes so shy Sparkles in our minds Colours in my pulse Being silent we spoke No word disturbed the air Smiling side by side A tune in my heart In the throat of the night What kind of storm is this I'm losing ground Round and around and around And around and around Only your smile No sleep at all Collapse of time Coughing my breath Thorns in my chest Almost insane Elevator The doors open wide As we entered the room to rise The springtime sun outside Showed so much fun and delight The bu*tons revealed So many heights that me might reach The flight so sweet In a pushing beat Hand in hand I declared that I love rainbows On the wall paper I wrote my love letter You mentioned the mountains That are so hard to climb And I thought maybe I can help you Higher we came And through the walls of gla** I saw That famous bridge over troubled water We kissed our lives And with the setting sun behind I felt this might be home Tohuwabohu Instrumental How can I explain How can I explain How can I explain This block so dull My stomach rebels And these strange pell-mells How can I explain How can I explain The lasting change of her face Ugly to nice Beauty to ice How can I explain How can I explain The forces in me What makes me fall In love and life at all Fragments of the rainbow Now that the station's lost the train And all the clouds have lost the rain Now that the tumbler's all drunk out Horse powers have left the roundabout Fragments ache under my feet I rub them off to a frequented street The rainbow fell out of the blue I gather the colours that broke in two I try to mix them in my sand box-pail Till my nose knows it's the right trail Still so much love runs through my veins Still it's only me who waters my plains Home It's not a house, it's not a land It's not a people, it's not a band Not a theory, it's not an idea I fear My only home is where I sing