Halfway between the zoo
and the temple of your Art...
but what do you do
with this motion of the heart?
Who'll be looking for you
when it all falls apart?
Oh, but what do you do,
and where do you start
when people are the glue,
when it all falls apart [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/peter_hammill/glue.html ]
