I’ve written the opposite of this song a couple of times -- plenty of songs about the ways in which our insulated and isolated natures confound and condemn us. This song is about the idea that perhaps our isolation is an illusion that we construct for ourselves with great effort, rather than a nature to which we are subject. Perhaps we’re so fundamentally similar to one another on a basic level, that it requires a strength of will not to be empathetic, not to see our same triumphs and tragedies happening over and over again in all of our neighbors houses. This is a song about how transparent we all are, about how people can see right into you if they choose to, but perhaps they don’t because they’re afraid it would be too much like peering into themselves.
lyrics
Everyone lives in a glass house
Everyone burns their light at the same time
Everyone shifts as they dream about
Everyone else who’s standing in the same line
And no one has figured out
Their house is such we can see inside
Everyone lives in a glass house
And everyone learns their pain in the same kind
Everyone smash and careen about
Everyone love like burning anywhere they find
And no one has figured out
Their walls so clear we can see inside
Everyone lives in a glass house
And everyone holds the stone to defy their kind
And everyone curse as they think about
Maybe they learn too late what is in their mind
And no one has figured out quite yet
Their heart we can see inside
Everyone lives in a certain state
Everyone knows the truth that they dare not say
That everyone’s life is a sweet slight breeze
And everyone wills the chance they’ll disturb the leaves