Wherever We Begin to Fall (Broken Glass will Surely Follow)

(Verse One)

There was a glass-man named
Sir Nothing Nor Anything,
And one day he pristined
The perfect glass figurine.

She stood on two
With ballet shoes,
And see-through hair
Her shoulders bare.

(Verse Two)

Since then he’s closed his blinds
With her remaining inside,
The people call his name
Keeps silent he all the same.

And in the dark
A fires spark,
Refracts through legs
Of perfect shape.

(Chorus)

Wherever we fall with all that’s shattered around
The broken glass will surely follow.
And when we hit the ground all that keeps raining down
Is all the glass we couldn’t swallow.

(Verse Three)

With pitchforks and the torch
The people broke down his door,
And when they flooded in
They cried ‘a man full of sin’.

So he climbed up
To roofing top,
And kissed her hair
And then they leapt to air.

(Chorus)

Wherever we fall with all that’s shattered around
The broken glass will surely follow.
And when we hit the ground all that keeps raining down
Is all the glass we couldn’t swallow.

Album:  “…And Down Goes The Sky”

BPM:  70

Key Signature:  B flat

Time Signature:  4/4

Subject:  Obsession / Isolation / Community Rejection / Suicide
 

Synopsis:

This song tells the story of a misanthropic glass artist ‘Sir Nothing Nor Anything’ who fashions the most beautiful glass sculpture that ever was; a gorgeous ballerina standing on point. Becoming obsessed with his new creation, he locks himself in his home, closes his blinds and shuts out the world so as not to disturb his infatuated gaze. He watches as the light from the fireplace refracts through the curves of his beloved figurine.

Angered by his seclusion, the people of the town dawn their pitchforks and torches, and proceed to break down the door in order to hold the man to account.

Fearing that the mob will steal his cherished ballerina he climbs to the roof for safety. But upon arriving there, and seeing he has no escape, he leaps to his death.

With him, having a broken heart, and her, having shattered into a thousand pieces, in the final moments as they plummet to their death, we find the man consuming as many broken shards of glass as he can that they might rest together as one.
 

Contributors:

• Ben Wylie:  Composition / Lyrics / Production / Vocals / Guitar
• Aaron Wylie:  Production / Keys / Programming
• Jason Nickel:  Bass
• Nathan Wylie:  Drums
• Richard Dolmat:  Production / Engineering

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