Golden Mirrors

The rain comes crashing down Lights out all over town I see you at the end of the hallway Are you there? (Are you there?) Trees that stretch into the pond The lightning strikes them dead Always someone looking over Your shoulders and a chill I am only passing by I can almost see your face I can't tell if you can hear or see me Don't you dare (Don't you dare) Streets that stretch into my eyes You only grow my guilt With our heads sunken in the sand With our mirrors made of pure gold With our heads sunken in the sand With our mirrors made of pure gold With our heads sunken in the sand With our mirrors made of pure gold It's a distant dream of false hope It is chilling straight to the bone