DESCRIPTION:
A song from the forthcoming record, Lay You In The Loam, due out June 18, 2013 on CatBeach Music, as performed live in Casey Black's yard. Lyrics below. www.caseyblackmusic.com


Museum Made of Glass

The world was on fire, the hills were melting like candle wax
I was in a museum with walls made out of glass
My momma's friends were there wearing that stupid grin
The kind you make when you pretend you ain't scared of the things that are hapennin'

All the sudden I'm running, someone really wants me dead
Something flips and I'm on top of him smashing a trophy down on his head
And all the life I saw in in his eyes, I watched it disappear
Til they were just blue circles in milky white mirrors

Don't you think that it's a good idea, a museum made of glass
Where you can look out on the world outside like it's something from the past

For the people in the towers the choice was so cruel
The hundred stories to the the street below or the hellfire from the jet fuel
As they jumped out into the sky did the seconds go slow
Did they see their reflections falling in the window

Don't you think that it's a good idea, a museum made of glass
Where you can look at the world outside like it's something from the past