Looking Glass

All we are is living ghosts
Waiting our turn to fly

My body is a gracious host
That one day will wave goodbye

When I finally reach the fourth
Space and time will be mine

I will paint with coloured strokes
A world that's no longer blind

There's so much more
The roads will pass
This will be so small
Through the looking glass



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Simpson, Ryan Forsythe, Brandon Carter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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