The Brian Jonestown Massacre
Fingertips
Looking through the looking glass
All that seems won't ever last
Broken glass in every drink
My true love, I never see
Slipping through my fingertips, like sand
Slipping through my fingertips, sand
Stare into the drinking glass
Walking slow, faces pass
Sipping through my fingertips, like sand
Sipping through my fingertips, each time
Sipping through my fingertips, sand