Slow motion thunderstorm
Having the story unfold
In time to understand
I wanna hold her hand
Doing just what I'm told
Back to five years old
You're lost and gone gone gone
We waited far too long
We were glass house girls
Full of joie de vivre and verve
Built a house of glass
Out of fragments from the blast
When it's all revealed
Must be seen to be believed
Little raincoat sister
Weren't allowed to dream
Made a new reality