Strange tales from the other side of the looking glass – 7/19/00

With unknown origins is the beginning
unclear compared with space it is…
Understood from the other side of
There in this place on the edge of your mind

Waltzing down and across highways and
hallways of similar character and poise
Then the music’s over now, but wait
Everything is not how it seems

Too late with the fire-dance raincloud
But what was over is now starting again
Driving your own car through your own time
Singing your old songs that don’t rhyme

Come on over to the other side of the
Where souls are dead to the ones who live them
and the walls are caving in and the
sky is falling again and there’s no place to go but…

The glass gets foggy without porcelain eyes
it gets dark without the light beams and stars
The desert is a lonely place when you’re alone
Just then the glass is tipped and you are free!

7/19/00

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