There is a swan-white curtain Somewhere within the sky It's known of every sermon Every anguished cry The howls of hopeless people Frightened and alone
There is a spotless silver mirror That hangs within the moon It's witnessed every winter The cities charred and ruined The herds of homeless people Filling all the roads
Some may pray to their mirrors Some may kneel before the sun Me, I say there's a mirror In the heart of everyone
Bullets paint the blue distance The mirror's stained from every gun Still, I say that it glistens In the heart of everyone
And there are golden whispers Within the afternoon They've held the brothers, sisters Felt the mothers' wounds The broken-hearted people Burying their own
Some may pray to their mirrors Some may kneel before the sun Me, I say there's a mirror In the heart of everyone
Strike the bell, and we listen Light the candle, and we're shown The gods themselves throwing incense As all the world begins to glow
Such a flame, such a mirror In the heart of everyone
Such a flame, such a mirror In the heart of everyone