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