1000 Mirrors

A scream, a shout far in the distance Maybe the first or second floor And curtains colouring the windows Never see behind closed doors A silent siege behind politeness Domestic harmony for show Lost in the mirage of a marriage Outside a world she'll

A scream a shout far in the distance Maybe the first or second floor Curtains colouring the windows Never see behind closed doors A silent siege behind politeness Domestic harmony for show Lost in the mirage of a marriage Outside a world she'll never