Trippin On Glass
Background
I like to stretch my legs into a lot of different sounds and genres (obviously). This is just another ‘trying my hand at something different’ moments. As far as the words go, sometimes an image pops into your head quite literally, in this case the title, and then the song morphs into something else because of double-meaning taking you away from that initial literal thought. Art is funny like that.
—darby
Lyrics
Walkin down the avenue of broken hope
Feelin like I can barely hold on to
What's left of sanity's threads
The links fall apart, I just run away from it all
I'm hopin I can find a little grace
Trippin on glass nearly falling on my face
Get up and shake yourself off
It's just the game we play
It's just the way it goes
Lookin down the barrel of an empty gun
Feelin like I could barely let go of
What's left of the anger inside
The links fall apart, I just run away from it all
Have ya ever felt like
you were fallin
Standin' on solid ground
Did ya ever find
you weren't chosen
And you couldn't overcome
Have you ever felt like you were nothing
You'd lost the grit
Like you can't survive another day
Hey take it from me
It'll be OK
'cause it really doesn't matter anyway
I'm hopin I can find a better place
Trippin on glass barely keepin up this pace
Get up and shake yourself off
It's just the same old game
It's just the way we play