If there is something I learned

Words can get stuck in the time

Strings keep vibing

Forever mine

Hopeful days

Feeling alive

When our souls were light

We strolled in worn-out jeans

We were many shiny empty boxes

Under the Christmas tree

We just had to figured out

Who we wanted to be

While my hand is writing

All those days are going away

Many the winters

Have shattered our bones

Is the darker side of all the lines

Where love burns in the songs

Many tears have fallen

On the strings

I didn't wanna play

Locked in the closets

All the clothes we wore

In the mirror I am looking through

Hundred times I keep falling inside

In the mirror I am looking through

I realized it locks me inside

But tonight , anything

Is going to be right

Growing, growing, growing

Grown in the dawn

And I see myself

Faded jeans, shabby shirts

And I see myself

All Star shoes, combat boots

And I see myself

All those times

Trying to be part of

Fighting to belong to

Voices and faces to know who I am

The ink is dry, the valves ignite

The steel is burning in my eyes

Blood on the fingertips

The smell of maple

Are freaking out my mind

I feel this poison´s

Gonna make my day

I see

In the mirror

My eyes were on tears

In the mirror

Illusions and fears

In the mirror

The words on a blank page

In the mirror

The ghosts that I want adore

In the mirror

The years of the goodbyes

In the mirror

The long disconnection

In the mirror

The call from my soul

In the mirror

I got what I´ve searched for long