The Tea Party - Empty Gla** lyrics

These premonitions Shine like stars that Fall to earth too fast I see the empty gla** Where do we belong Tell me, Major Tom 'Cause nothing's making sense I listen and lament For golden years That pa** like thunder And soldier on through time This empty gla** is mine Where do we belong Could you help us, Major Tom 'Cause nothing's making sense I listen and lament A star man will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls A star man will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls We're losing our souls We're losing our souls We're losing our souls