Mirrors capture the soul
Keeps us bound to this present world
Fear you do not know
To watch people live out the day
Stuck behind glass
Unable to say.

Luck is a delicate thing to play with
It will run out or run to you
Not all things are good
Bad things sometimes happen to bad people.
Life.
Wake up and do something
Waste not the light that burns the day
Show me where the road ends
I'll show you the way.