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 witness 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 mirro
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, sister
Felt the mothers' wounds
The broken-hearted people,
Burying thei own

Some may pray to their mirrors,
Some may kneel before the sun
Me, I say there's a mirro
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