Mirror of Me

In the shadow of the quiet night,
I see a face I don't recognize—
A ghost of dreams, a flicker of light—
But it's me—It's me in disguise.
The cracks in the mirror don't lie;
They hold every tear I've cried.

I am the storm,
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.
I am the storm,
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.

A whisper rises in the coldest air—
A thousand voices, they're all still there:
The child, the lover, the warrior's glare—
Every soul I've been, every soul I've bear—
The echoes of who I used to be
They sing the song that sets me free.

I am the storm,
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.
I am the storm,
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.

I am the storm,
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.
I am the storm—
I am the sea,
I am the fire,
I am the breeze.
Every broken piece,
Every victory—
They all belong to the mirror of me.


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