Mirror Letra

dressing it with a soft white glow.

A vial of vision was
shot into your soul
And when you stand reeling
A feeling begins to grow

And though you're not willing
to let your spirit go
When you're not looking
the ashes begin to snow

The crystalline grip of fear,
like a lover's hand drawing near...
Water beads up on a surface of glass,
A magnified view of what you let pass