you're swimming down rivers of mirrors
staring up the eyes of strangers
the flesh is not strong and the walls are too long
you've been searching for someplace you can belong
waiting for the train you lie awake in bed
dreaming of the dreams to bring back the dead-Nausher

Was it paradise lost or paradise found,
was it safety you sought in 6 feet of ground,
were you tipping your eyes to make an impression,
wearing a face with a borrowed expression,
did the looking glass
look back at you in wonder,
did you look through a mask
only to see a stranger - Nausher

From the vantage of vanity, from dust to disarray to dust infinity. mirrors wont freeze the lines on my hand I trace and erase my face in the sand.Nausher

take the leaves back to the forest and the water back to the sea, turn the stone back to ashes bring the dust back to me. Nausher

the sea is calling out the clouds again,
carrying stories of sanity to the insane,
there you lie scanning the miles,
free child of beauty or a caged reptile,
washing away black memories in white water,
tomorrow's fears with yesterday's laughter
-Nausher

Darkling you reach into the light
Sending spasms of memories into the night
Sweating palms clutching your shadows hand
You only survive because you dont understand
The wind carries voices but theres nobody there
The bush is burning but the mountain is bare
-Nausher

you are sitting naked on shifting sand,
a mirror and a mirage in each hand,
you dream a memory moving alone,
you call out but she is gone,
the road that brought you here
is dragging you back
the light you thought was near
is fading to black-Nausher