Through the Glass

2 Jan 2022 · 4 min

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In this lyrical monologue, the speaker sits in a corner café, observing the world through a window. The recurring metaphor of "the glass" frames a contemplation of distance, transience, and self‑identity. The speaker feels like a perpetual stranger, noting that strangers appear as whole worlds apart and that life rushes by. Through verses and refrains, the piece explores how personal identity is shaped by movement, loss, and the realization of who one is only after becoming someone else. The tone is poetic and introspective, conveying a melancholic yet contemplative mood about searching for self amid a fast‑moving external world.

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Sat down in the Corner Cafe for coffee and a view. I stared out at the scene. Through the glass, I watched the world. <LYRICS>As my thoughts go flying past, every stranger that I see is a world away from me. All these worlds going by so fast.</LYRICS> I'm just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger through the glass. Looking back on the years when I was someone else. I moved around a lot while I searched for myself. Sometimes you don't know what you have till you lose what you've got. Sometimes you don't know who you are till you know who you're not. Through the glass, I watch the world as my thoughts go flying past. Every stranger that I see is a world World away from me. All these worlds going by so fast. I'm just a stranger. A stranger. A stranger through the glass. I'm just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger through the glass, a stranger through the glass.