Soul of mirror’s past

Many many faces have stared at this mirror

Many many laughs and many many frowns

Many many hands have caressed this mirror

Many up and down, many round and round


Stare into its soul and ask for a story

Many many victories, many many heartaches

Kings and Peasants, gore and glory

Many many years it has been on this journey


He could sing you a lullaby, or weave you a dream

He sees the best in your eyes not what you seem

Many many souls sank into that mirror

Many emerged lost, many emerged clearer


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