Glass

"Glass" Here we are, the last of the road Guess we knew, the ends always come too soon Look at that, live built to last Brave and bold, those times we knew we owned the road Felt like we took those times to the ends of the world Miles of sand roads that took us to the ocean I wish we could be on those roads now Imagine that, we find ourselves here Sink or swim, the winds of time they blow so cold Here we are, the last of the road Guess we knew, the ends always come too soon Felt like we rode those times to the ends of the world Miles of sand roads that took us to the ocean I wish we could be on those roads now I think we always knew that the ends come too soon Miles of sand roads that take us to the ocean I wish we could be on those roads now