Everyday my reflection looks back at me
As I peer into the eyes of the world
Something always seems to elude
How intuitive can things always be
As I look into the water
I see what's not there
A rippled illusion on things
Like a perceptive hearted forger
Starring into the night sky
Seeing the dead sea of faces
Voiceless screams of confusion
Waiting for the binds to untie
Everyday my reflection looks back at me
As I peer into my own eyes
Wanting to call out
Break out so I am free