Oh Glass Beach, you know nothing of me

And I sense no curiosity

Amuse yourself with feelings of how

Like Libra you're growing fainter now

Like yesterday's bouquet

Looks a little sad today

Confusion I'll greet like an old friend

As tonight they set me right

In the end I will be forgotten

As tonight they set me right

So here's one for all the cynics then:

Hate me for what I've done, not for my idiot children

I want to think you won't

Remember me like last year's snow

Confusion I'll greet like an old friend

As tonight they set me right

In the end I will be forgotten

As tonight they set me right