Trip down the hallway, i know she must be moving
 walk through easter eggs, exploding and always losing
 things get loose then turned around like a rainbow magnet
 take the bus but don't get in i feel the freight train [bad word] 

 and her house is made of glass of glass
 and her house is made of glass of glass

 she must feel lost inside like a moving misused golden puzzle
 the puzzles missing pieces and all she wants is her canteen
 cartwheel down the side walk, but don't for get to use the speakers i gave you
 i must of missed a turn somewhere cause i almost feel through the broken window

 and her house is made of glass of glass
 and her house is made of glass of glass