Through The Looking Glass
Its still so very cold outside,
I cant walk through the snow
And all my dreams are buried by the road
And all the men who walk the streets
With their signs of what is true
Have they not found what we already know?
Do they know
Do they know
The lies and riddles of our lives
And the plays we stage
What have I done to myself?
What have I done?
I fell right through the looking glass again
And all the ones standing guard to keep us from the gates
Have they not found what we already know
Do they know
Do they know
Cast your sleight of hand aside
In the plays we stage
It’s still so very cold outside
I can’t walk through the snow
I fell right through the looking glass again
And the plays we stage
Theres no more turning back
Theres nothing left to see
You should have known the hand you played
