Through a dark glass I see
all so many people
grim, unhappy
I see a world gone astray
decisions made in an hour
regretted by end of day
I see a dark glass rising.
In the morning
I see reflections of a
past that never was
all illusions
not the real world at all
just clouds shifting
restlessly across a dark
glass
across a dark glass
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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