(From the album Salute to Summer)

Talking to a brick wall
Hoping it can hold it all
God, I hope I don't fall
My best friend's a glass doll

Told me that the truth hurts
Darling, I think I've been through worse
Look at all these wrong turns
Sweaty palms and cold burns

I survived all these years
Found a river made up of tears
Don't cry, don't miss me dear
Tonight we all salute with cheers

Sitting on a brick wall
Pray to God I don't fall
Hoping I can hold it all
Playing with a glass doll

Deep wounds bleed well
Your tongue's a knife that's forged in hell
Were your intentions aimed to kill
What to do, the world has fell

I miss my hometown
This crazy wheel's spun back around
To think we all end up in the ground
What're we trying to prove now?

Talking to a brick wall
Hoping it can hold it all
God I hope I don't fall
Yesterday was a close call

Looking makes my eyes burn
They're all afraid of catching germs
We're past the point of no return
No wonder it makes my head hurt

A brick wall that reflects my fear
A rash is spreading on my ears
From voices that you drown in beer
Who the hell is comfortable here?

Sitting on a brick wall
Thinking that I might fall
Hoping I can hold it all
Speaking to a glass doll

I hate to hear the sounds
This crazy wheel's spun back around
To think we all come from the ground
What're we to do now?

Talking to a brick wall
Hoping it can hold it all
God, I hope I don't fall
My best friend's a glass doll