Broken Mirrors
If upon my days a golden haze
Full of fire and burnin' light
Casts a shadow for us to follow
Follow we will travel as far as we can
Can we in one lifetime see all we can
See or learn all we hunger to know
While we are in it, we bring light
While we are in it, we bring light
When we have gone, we have gone
If there's a beginning and an end
I'm somewhere in between
Lost in the shuffle becoming part of the machine
The numbers keep adding up as if to say "stop counting"
Who's counting anyway?
I'm holding on in a world that's let go
In a world that's let go
Everything close i've come to know
Step lightly over broken mirrors.
Writer/s: Reed Foehl