The mirror must be broken

Or else how do you explain the scattered light?

The mirror must be broken

And the day dissolving into night

They think I am sleeping

But I woke up on the edge of the river wide

Of all the broken pieces

Of all the pieces I can find

Of all the diamond splinters

There is one keeps sticking in my mind—

“hurry past the border

Everyone is waiting for you on the other side of

Where you hide, love,

By the riverwide