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with every sun that sets i am feeling more
like a stranger on a foreign shore
with an eroding beach disappearing from under me
and when my mirror speaks it never minces words
because these eyes don't shine half as bright
as they used to do, and they haven't for quite a while
i always fall in love with an open door
or the horizon on an endless sea
as i look around the ones who are standing right in front of me
and then my mirror speaks with irreverence
like a soldier i can't command
like a stranger on a foreign shore
with an eroding beach disappearing from under me
and when my mirror speaks it never minces words
because these eyes don't shine half as bright
as they used to do, and they haven't for quite a while
i always fall in love with an open door
or the horizon on an endless sea
as i look around the ones who are standing right in front of me
and then my mirror speaks with irreverence
like a soldier i can't command