Mirror

I must have smashed a mirror
After you left that day
It's been a year of bad luck
I think it's here to stay

But still I'm dreaming of you
I know it's such a shame
I saw you settled down with
Someone that you can tame

You wrote that I let fear win
It's funny you should write
You want to save us all but
You run from every fight
And now we're running out of light

The sun will set
The sky will grow black
There's nothing we can do to ever make it come back
All art created will be forgotten
The fruits of labor will all turn rotten

Still we spend our lives
We spend our lives
Still we spend our lives
We spend our lives
Still we spend our lives
Like they won't

Michelangelo we are the work of art
David's got nothing on our mess of our heart
The pristine Sistine isn't anything that any of us has ever seen
So Take it all down, to the cold ground
We don't need to look up to a ceiling where we are now
We don't need to look up to a ceiling where we are now
Where we are now

When they say I've gone mad, they act like it is bad
To question everything that makes us feel like we are right
But in the dark of night there are sparks of light
Glowing eyes that terrorize and make us want to kill
The power in the bill as cowards write our will
We're working horses routine forces us to canter
Up until we can't



Credits
Writer(s): Arley Kuehl
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