Smoke & Mirrors

Trail-blazed through a charcoal sky
Smoke-streaked, scratched graphite lines on high
Packed like sardines in a tin of steel and glass
Escape! Escape! But we are clasped in iron hands

Oh take me far away
To where the loud sounds fade
Where my feet are on the ground and there's nothing in my way

Stand in front of the mirror
Gaze into my earthly fear
Oh I wish that I could smash this mirror down
And sigh! Relief as I turn around

Oh take me far away
To where the loud sounds fade
Where my feet are on the ground and there's nothing in my way
Oh take me away
To where the loud sounds fade
Where my feet are on the ground and there's nothing in my way



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Tohill
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