Looking Through The Glass Paroles

Playing back the pictures
You can almost taste it now
Memory is so sure but it's never quite what is was
Everything's distorted when you're looking through the glass
Pictures change their color, impressions they always have

Markers all scattering light
Pulling shadows falling on your back
Falling on your eyes

We were carrying the corpse
Dropped it in a well
Tried to salvage something even though we landed in hell
You grieve so silently
In and out of memory

So take another shot before you bend to say goodbye
Take another shot before you bend to say goodbye
And after all is said
After all is said Back

After all is said, it's the only thing on your mind
After all is said, it's the only thing on my, only thing
Only...