Glass - Sagittarius

Along a busy street I find

A bottle tossed away

I hold it to my eyes

And change the color of the day

A broken neck

A jagged edge

Surrounds a changing scene

And passing strangers smile at me

A loving shade of green

Glass

Glass

A mirror staring back at me

Turns eveything around

And left is right and right is left

And where can truth be found

A chandelier

Weeps crystal tears

From all its crystal eyes

And windows slash their panes of glass

And no one is their light

Glass

Glass