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