I woke up first this morning
I’ve never seen the dawn
But I know what the world looked like before

How would I know what you said?
You’re always first to go to bed
You’re intent on sleeping it off


Let me sleep, next to the mirror
I know you don’t like mirrors

When they reflect on you

For every word that you write

They won’t mean much as barricades (they hold me down)

I’m sure that you’ll be fine

Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine

It can’t take ten more years

You woke up first this morning

You told me that you had a bad dream
Like one never before
What was in it?

My reflection showed that I’m far too critical

Let me sleep next to the mirror

Don’t tell me that you don’t like mirrors
Don’t tell me that you don’t like
Looking right through your own reflection


For every word that I write
They won’t mean much as barricades (they hold me down)


I’m sure that you’ll be fine
Ten more years of this

It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
But it can’t take ten more years