In every heart there is a pane of glass
That separates the open from the closed
Where people come, from where no one goes
From where the sun shines to where nothing grows

Crack

From one side the light reflects
And we see ourselves like a mirror
But as the light and image grows clearer
We have to turn away for fear

Crack crack

We retreat behind the glass
Still we see beyond the pane
But no reflection remains
Only separation and pain

Crack crack crack

And the world becomes muddled
Words are barely heard
Everyone outside seems blurred
And it's quiet, yet stirred

Shattered

And everyone leaning against falls in
So we can fall out, and the glass cracks skin
And stains but at least there is no heart pane