Hallway of Mirrors

Inside the hallway of mirrors
The buildings moan and frown
Right beside the green caterpillars
I've seen your smoke-ring crown
In your mind there's a labyrinth of chaos louder than the echoes of all the dimes

Sometimes all the noises of the night sing softly
And sound just like the peace and quiet

Nothing is enough
But nothing it is all we ever had
Nothing is enough
But nothing it is all we ever had
Nothing is enough

Wind and fire are not the boundaries of nature
Just splinters off the branch that's deeper than high
I've got no time for walking dreams or jesters in the dark
All I need is the kind of fiend who drinks deep
From the empty cup, and knows...

Nothing is enough
But nothing it is all we ever had
Nothing is enough
But nothing it is all we ever had
Nothing is enough

Sometimes all the noises of the night sing softly
And sound just like the peace and quiet