Mirror

In this strange, mad season You have treasure if you feel free While those power having need a reason To let us free, to let us be Let them look into the mirror Let them look to children’s eyes Let them answer: „Why you hate your daughter!?” Let them answer: „Why you lost your son?” If you’re feeling like in prison If you want one healthy tree You should ask this, though you’re not chosen: „Why You’re staring right on me?” Let them look into the mirrors Make them looking while they're scared Let them know who really hurt those People who took so much care If you don’t think you’re imprisoned You have treasure, you are free Or you never asked yourself the question: “How much free one can just be?” If you don’t think, you’re imprisoned That one comma changed a lot But now when you are up and risen Hit the iron while it’s hot Try to look into the mirror Try keep looking while you’re scared Try to answer one more scary question When was the last time you really cared Let them look into the mirror All those who are trapped inside Make them content make them useful They are you so make them proud Every time you’ll try to reason How much and if you are free You may ask yourself how big of treason Would be to cut down healthy tree