American Music Club - Broken Gla** lyrics

With an ounce of gold and an ounce of sage I'll give you beautiful dreams I'll give you beautiful dreams I'll put it right up front I'll make you understand You see yourself, lover, through my eyes Across the desert sand Your touch is such a tender thing That I'm afraid to deal back too much Because there's reasons live in these blue skies You're such an easy touch You're such an easy touch I'll give you the future I'll give you the past I'll give you diamonds In the lonely mess where we got our name Violence is such a good friend Yeah, it's such a good friend Your arms are feathers someone caught And they're as lovely and pure as the rain Rain is made of more than water As injury is made of more than pain I'll give you the future I'll give you the past I'll give you diamonds I'll give you... I'll give you... For your beautiful face For your beautiful face I'll give you... If you think it will do any good I'll give you...