"The Windows"
I look straight into the windows,
There, lurks deep the darkest shades of blue.
For a matter of minutes I'm lost,
I begin feeling sorry for you.
The outer circles of emerald green
Remind me of many wondrous things.
Like the day we first met...
And just what greed brings.
The varieties of brown
Well you know where this is headed,
Yes, It reminds me of...
You and the bull I've since treaded.
I look straight into the windows,
I suddenly see my reflection,
A beating heart once whole,
Now bleeds regrets in all directions.
Those pupils had me dazed,
Stir-crazy within a pitch black role.
The madness in the windows...
The windows of your soul.
