Somewhere on the other side of a mirror,
there's a world like this one
in black and gold,
where every tear cried here,
there a flower grows.
The night comes as day,
and an ocean black is
rained on by stars of gold,
here, you've been gone so long,
there you never faded away.
Somewhere on the otherside of a mirror,
there's a world like this one
in black and gold,
where the days that passed me by
play new to old.
Outside it's raining here,
there, new life is born
raised on heaven's tears,
here, I close my eyes again,
there you live evermore.
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