Текст песни Smashing Pumpkins -  Glass and the Ghost Children   
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To the center of the earth  
Or anywhere God decides  
Full of fever pulling forth  
We hear our call as all  
To the center of the earth  
As if written in  
DNA is reaching out  
To your frequency  
 
I want to live  
Don`t want to die  
I want to live  
I want to try  
All in prayer  
Prayer in all  
All are scared  
Scared of all  
 
Black rooms are calling  
To men in leather coats  
White labs are cooking  
Up the silver ghost  
The glass migrates under  
Her translucent skin  
And all are spiders  
Wonder what we`ve got us in  
 
All is you  
You are all  
All with you  
You in all  
I want to live  
I don`t want to die  
I want to live  
I want to try  
 
"So it`s all very obtuse, because it`s all, like, I don`t know.  
So, like, I started thinking that everything I operate on is  
based on what I believe God was telling me to do. God could be  
my intuition or whatever, but I always assume, I always assume  
that the voice I hear is the voice of God. Then I started thinking,  
what if I`m insane? So I`m operating on the premise that I`m  
hearing the voice of God or what I perceive to be God speaking  
to me or through me, but maybe I`m completely in...so all my...demagoguery  
in my life about me thinking that my life has importance, my,  
my...thinking that my life has importance. My--my--my thought  
of it and the fact that I believe I`m following my intuition  
which in and of itself may be completely false. So then I started  
freaking out, thinking--of itself may be completely false. And  
again this creature that believes he`s acting upon heavenly intuition  
but meanwhile he`s totally rampant. And I started thinking maybe  
this is the cause of all the negativity against--and I started  
thinking maybe this is the cause of all the negativity against--and  
I started thinking maybe this is the cause of all the negativity  
against..."  
 
So meets the final coda of a vinyl storm  
One more cherry cola to lift up her dead arms  
A dream of soft focus, sunsets filters through the din  
We are losing contact as she dials it in  
She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him?  
She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look  
She says it doesn`t matter, she never liked her looks  
I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything  
`Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book  
There`s not much left to ponder, not much left to cook  
 
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her  
As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her