My reflection won't leave me alone
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I saw his face ripple slowly in a cup of tea
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We locked eyes in an empty screen
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The window washer left me staring at him in the street
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I think I'll leave the city and hope he don't follow me
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I went out to the countryside and bathed in blues and greens
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The clothes upon my back were I brought with me
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I saw down on a hill and I began to breathe
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Then my shadow rose above me and he sat down at my feet
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My reflection won't let me be
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A cloud welled up and a tulip sighed
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A bird sat down and watched the time fly by
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A nameless wave rose and fell and slunk back into the sea
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He'll try and rise again before the tide falls asleep
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I see myself in all these things I know he's out here too
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The sky copies my face and frowns with the moon
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The blood flows through my body like a stream flows through trees
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My head tosses my thoughts like the wind tosses the leaves
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My reflection won't let me be
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I retire to a book from well before I was bare
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I figured theres no way I could find him there
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It's the story of a young man stranded out at sea
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Oh, the sea is all my days and the young man is me
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At a fruit stand or a fruit tree in a taxi or asleep
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The face of who I am is mocked by who I want to be
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The world is but a mirror I turn away and close my eyes
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But in that darkness, somehow clearer, is the man that I disguise
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