a side
a mirror slide
like some kinda heartbeat on a beated rainy day
just waitin'
waitin' for the moment
of when i can see
all the things behind me on the stripped road
barren of skin and things
never known what i did
just looking for that half
that other side
that mirror slide
swishing back
sleek and forth
yet again, the magic's taste
isn't yet your glory
but let me see your gaze again in the fountain of youth
and i'll ready myself
for this reality
this real situation
of a queen and a king
of a queen and a queen
of a queen and the jester
waiting at the court
just like the other side of the court
like the mirror slides
breathing heartbeats of battered ground
sewn back together