Glass - Robyn Hitchcock, The Egyptians

Glass is all we’re really made of and

Glass is all we’ll ever be

Nothing there to be afraid of, we’re

Both transparent, can’t you see?

Glass is rising all around us, it

Shines and shines into the air

When somebody thinks they’ve found us, turn

Sideways on and disappear

Glass protects you but glass can shatter

Hear the sirens, hear the screams

In the end though nothing matters 'cause

No one else can see your dreams