Steven Wilson - Gla** House lyrics

Goodbye old friend, my paranoid We'll meet again some day Life is running out I guess I had enough, I need to go now I used to live in a house of gla** Where no-one comes or goes Watching life outside I used to stand behind the door And hope the wind won't blow And mess my fears around It took me so long to find out where they're hiding Music like rain over my deepest feelings On your faking land