How about now?
How about now?
Are the mirrors shattered yet?
Their icy glares are just snares
Catching my dress
Ripping holes like the one in my heart
In my soul in my strength in my mind.
I see the fog
And it's not lifting.
I see the hat
But it's not fitting.
What does it take?
Not dollar bills,
Or racer thrills
But only what you can make.
Well I made this bridge
But my legs are locked
Not permitting me to walk
Leaving me to cringe
At just the though of you.
I don't even know what I can do
Because everything is tainted
By the one who left.
No brother of mine
Will rid his debt
To you, and your house.
You smile that loving smile
Yet just below the surface
I feel that rising bile
And it doesn't feel very great.
Now, is this what we call fate?
I wait for the time to come
Yet a chill sets in my blood.
The fire burns
But no warmth will touch me.
I know your heart
Always has and always will
Love the sun
But here come the clouds.
The mirrors shatter
Breaking the promises
As my feet slice on glass,
I ask
How about now?