Glass Sandwich - Primus

He stood in line with the rest

And waited for his chance

To take his place behind the glass

And watch the ladies dance

It’s the nature of things

He stepped into the darkened space

The air was thick and warm

He drops the coins in one by one

The scene unfolds before him

He stands looking eye to thigh

As she looks down from above

Only to be recognized

As his former love

It’s the nature of things