From the album A Kind of Revelation

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Suddenly, the spring was the summer
Out of the blue, everything was another color
Looking through the glass at you

I could see my own reflection
Next to you, looking back in the same direction
Then your train pulled out of view

Was it everything you thought?
Cut the cold hand from the knot
(and forget what you were taught)
Back when silence didn’t ring
But it just somehow seemed to sing out
If it was something I could bring back now…

Bathed in a light that seemed everlasting
Until the night it was bright red, flashing blue
I guess we’re all just passing through
Guess we’re all just passing through
We’re all just passing through

© 2018 Joel Van Horne