Jump in the Mirror

Born of phantoms
I kneel to your horizons
A knife's cold puncture
From another time

Something just to feel a
Little better; case of reason
Hard to carry underwater
Still I hold ya

'Till I run

Burrow if ya wanna
Selling fictions; serving no one
After pressure and a comma
Pause eternal

'Till I run

I'd stay where you are
Rest assured I'll bear all those differences
And elaborate plans
And the lens you carry
I wear to find new worlds

I'm not seated; I will whisk you away
Another arm to inoculate
So pull the blade and strike

A little jump in the mirror to set it off
A little hole that you're gonna find
And every ounce of you wants to run
A little courage and then you're gone

A little jump in the mirror to set it off
Every past that you're gonna hold
A little town that you want to get out of
Until the marrow has left your bones

A little jump in the mirror can lie
Just leave what you got
And with the last ounce give up all hope

Always seem to ride on; see disasters
Going nowhere with these bodies
Take the wind out of the canvas

'Till I run

Higher, see these dancers somersaulting
Draped in waves of alabaster
Sinking faster than we realize

'Till I run