Sanoja: Royal Wood. A Mirror Without.

I keep on running from the buildings tall

The buildings tall surround

Like in a circus oh a circus tent

A circus tent I'm a clown



What good's a mirror without a face

Without a face



I keep on shelling out my memories

My memories like cash

Except they do not hold a currency

A currency that lasts



What good's a mirror without a face

Without a face



I'd like to lie back in the certainty

The certainty of you

But now I realize there is nothing

There is nothing absolute



What good's a mirror without a face

Without a face

When there are spirits to take our place

They'll take our place



I wish that I could build a time machine

A time machine and save

All this trouble for my present self

My present self and save



What good's a mirror without a face

Without a face

When there are spirits to take our place

They'll take our place

What good's a mirror without a face

Without a face

When there are spirits to take our place



I think I miss you even more...