Maze Of Mirrors

Alone in here and I can't see

who lost you and who lost me

you're somewhere in this maze of mirrors

I can see you everywhere

approach myself as I approach you

reach for you but nothing's there

but pale reflections of yourself

and cold hard feel of glass beneath my fingertips

you're not even fighting me

so where's your loving kindness now

the softness and the warmth of your inviting lips

no longer inviting me

what am I supposed to do

how do I get back to you?

and should I even bother now

if I'm the only one who cares

no longer see you coming for me

dreaming as you're standing there

a figurine of what you were

shot through with holes

and misconceptions spilling out

trailing as you walk away

the sword of our experience

have cut us into slivers of our darkest doubts

of what it all meant yesterday

no one there beside me

to catch the rain and channel fire

shield me from the tempest

as it pours down from the sky

who is there to guide me

while I soothe you into fitful sleep

who is there to smooth the road

where shards and splinters lie

who is there to point my path

if you don't care to help me by

and how do I know where I'm going

'cause where I am, that isn't clear

define myself without a reference

define myself without you here

your reflection ain't the real thing

hey lady, are you leaving

I can't see us in the mirror any more

music by Peter Crane, Rick Mealey, Joshua Walsh, and Paula Naveda