The mirrors in your eyes, the lights of my disguise
And after all we do describe what it feels to be just wrong
The closer that I get, the more I need to understand
What it feels to be the same, I'm just saint
I'm just saint all the time
The mirrors in your eyes, they fell like leaves off the dirty sky
And all the lights of my disguise keep on floating and floating
And floating and floating faster and so slower than I used to know
Then I used to know
Silence comes and goes, limits will be loose
Twisted smiles approach me like flowers from the sky (x3)