Above the Cathedral upon the windows
The lives of many play in the colors of the rainbow,
As do the lives behind the windows at the school
Always looking in u can’t hear the sounds
It’s like a broken TV, you can see the pictures
The laughing faces, lips of screaming people, a joke gone wrong
But its never the same, your on the outside, left behind
Time moves slowly stretched into forever
Everyone moves so slowly,
Seconds tick by like minutes, minutes become hours
As the lives of many play behind the windows

 
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