Shallow Waters

In shards, we are

Broken pieces of glass

Scattered to the wind

 

Like windows, you can see right through us

Bur mirrors, our reflection does not show

We are diamonds with high class taste

In crystal clear, shallow waters we run

 

On and on, we lost all meaning

On and on, we're made controlling

On and on, in our own minds

In our own minds, we fall

 

Our windows do not exist

Like mirrors, hiding what's inside

The diamonds don't mean a thing

But in our crystal clear, shallow waters we run

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