Along a busy street I find
A bottle tossed away
I hold it to my eyes
And change the color of the day
A broken neck
A jagged edge
Surrounds a changing scene
And passing strangers smile at me
A loving shade of green
Glass
Glass
A mirror staring back at me
Turns eveything around
And left is right and right is left
And where can truth be found
A chandelier
Weeps crystal tears
From all its crystal eyes
And windows slash their panes of glass
And no one is their light
Glass
Glass
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