The Dirty Mirror

The Dirty Mirror

We’re the perfect pair,

Just the greatest team.

We like all the same shows on the tele-screen.

When I’m all choked up you get me to breathe.

Now I need you to know just how much you-

We can laugh and joke at most anything.

Maybe sometimes cry at what the future might bring.

‘Cause what if we die young? What if we die kings?

Still I’ll need you to know just how much you-

Now and then this big ol’ cloud covers up our stars.

It paints this world a little grey.

But here with you I start to learn what it truly means to love ourselves again.

Again.

(Whistling…)

Should the sky fall down and it’s all a dream,

Or should my lungs give out or something else extreme.

I will whisper grace for the things we’ve seen.

And then I’ll tell you, oh I’ll tell you just how much you mean.