Colors in the Looking Glass

I stand here staring in this broken mirror

That once reflected all of the worlds' dreams

So many places and to many faces

Calling, Crying out to me

As I step through the mirror it starts to tremble

And the shattered pieces fall into the snow

Moonlight from a violet sky creates a crystal halo

And I'm lost in a world I do not know

Trapped on the other side of this crooked little looking glass

Haunted by my memories and dreams of long past

I walk slowly through a barren forest

White snow drifting to the ground

The trees whispering softly to me

create the only sound

Then I find myself running through a field of blood red flowers

And looming in the distance I can see two golden towers

I run until I'm at the top and I can touch the sky

I can hear the ruby bells chiming

Telling me I'm out of time

The door is locked behind me all I can do is fall

I know I should be frightened, but I feel nothing at all

Then I'm flying on a pair of raven tinted wings

And I can hear the silvery sound of an angel as she sings

All of a sudden I wake up to find that it was all a dream

What you see reflected in the looking glass isn't always what it seems