I walk between mirrors that end past the sky

I see no reflection, just a few passing lights

And with you

With you who'd listen, I'd still be alone

I'd still be alone

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night

I think, once again, oh wouldn't it be nice

To be gone

To be going where there's nothing to pay for

And nothing to sell

And I've heard

There's an all-seeing pilot, a sentineled place in the constellations

Past the light

Past the sky

Where the rocks that we named

After gods we discarded

Determine who we were meant to be

So between a rock and a hard place I'll be

I'll show you my hands and I'll tell you my thoughts

It might not be much but it's all that I've got

And one day

When my cairn has crumbled and I'm deep in a watery grave

I'll still have a name

And I've heard

That the indistinct roar of each city is really the same from a distance

And there's no,

No body nor soul

That can gaze upon starlight and help but draw lines

For we only see what we believe

So between a rock and a hard place I'll be