| I separate the rights, the wrongs, | |
| the words, the songs, and now | |
| the mirror is the place where I find you and me, and now | |
| I'm trying hard to discover all that lies behind | |
| The memories of different times | |
| I'm making sure that they were fine | |
| I fall asleep for the day | |
| There's a birthmark in the corner | |
| There's a graveyard in my house | |
| I fall asleep | |
| There's a tombstone in my writing | |
| There's a graveyard in my words | |
| There's something going on in here | |
| I fear to let it pass | |
| Now that I've lost the thrill, | |
| I don't feel any pain | |
| And now I am untouchable and I can wait | |
| I concentrate on all the things that lie behind | |
| The memories of different times | |
| I'm making sure that they were fine | |
| I fall asleep for the day | |
| There's a birthmark in the corner | |
| There's a graveyard in my house | |
| I fall asleep | |
| There's a tombstone in my writing | |
| There's a graveyard in my words | |
| Trying desperately to find the rights, | |
| the wrongs, the songs, and now | |
| I'm staring at my hands | |
| then watch the hands of a watch, and now | |
| The mirror's coming back | |
| It laughs at me, it spins, it grins, it's me | |
| The place where I find you and me | |
| I see that all that lies behind is fine | |
| A different time, it's mine, I'm fine, | |
| I spin, I grin, and that is where the songs begin |
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