My temple is made of glass and bone Pressure gives way to cracks and stone My temple is made of glass and bone I'll watch the earth swallow my home Sift through the dirt to end up in my way Under the nails, the ground begs me to stay What do I inherit and what do I leave? Towers of sorrow live below my feet I moved every way I could, toed every single line The moments that made me, I've yet to dеfine This hollow place, wherе I reflect The comings and going's, never intersect My temple is made of glass and bone Pressure gives way to cracks and stone My temple is made of glass and bone I'll watch the earth swallow my home "Each man's destiny is as large as the world he inhabits And contains within it all opposites as well This desert upon which so many have been broken Is vast, it calls for largeness of heart But it is also ultimately empty It is hard, it is barren Its very nature is stone." My temple is made of glass and bone Pressure gives way to cracks and stone My temple is made of glass and bone I'll watch the earth swallow my home My temple is made of glass and bone Pressure gives way to cracks and stone My temple is made of glass and bone I'll watch the earth swallow my home