Glass Eyes

Hey it's me I just got off the train A frightening place Their faces are concrete grey And I'm wondering should I turn around? Buy another ticket Panic is coming on strong So cold from the inside out No great job no message coming in And you're so small Glassy eyed light of day Glassy eyed light of day The path trails off And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush I don't know where it leads I don't really care And the path trails off And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush I don't know where it leads I don't really care     I feel this love turn cold I feel this love turn cold