Through Glass

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? that is the question
But I forget you don’t expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized

And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can’t expect a bit of hope
So while you’re outside looking in,
describing what you see
Remember what you’re staring at is me

How much is real, so much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
contaminating everything

We thought came from the heart,
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises (Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself
It’s just a different scene
Remember its just different from what you’ve seen.

And it’s the stars
The stars that shine for you

And it’s the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah

Who are the stars?
Who are the stars?
They lie…