Where did you go when you stepped through that looking glass?
Leaving only shards of your image, shattered remnants of the past.
Did you find what you were looking for when your soul took flight?
Did you meet rest as your eyes closed one last night?
Leaving only shards of your image, shattered remnants of the past.
A black hole formed, sucking light and breath, leaving only ash.
Did you meet rest as your eyes closed one last night?
Leaving devastation and reoccurring grief my constant plight.
A black hole formed, sucking light and breath, leaving only ash.
The beast of my soul screamed in protest from the whip lash.
Leaving devastation and reoccurring grief my constant plight.
No chance at redemption for all the wisdom gained in hindsight.
The beast of my soul screamed in protest from the whip lash.
I call to you to reclaim the guilt hung round my neck like a sash.
No chance at redemption for all the wisdom gained in hindsight.
The image of your face, just a flicker, makes my chest tight.
Where did you go when you stepped through that looking glass?
Did you find what you were looking for when your soul took flight?
