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