Found a shoebox on the bedroom floor Dust and years behind a crooked door Faces frozen in a younger light Smiling through a world that felt so right Every photograph became a key Opening forgotten parts of me Every shadow, every hopeful stare Showed a boy still breathing somewhere there The more I look, the less I hide The truth is waiting just inside Faded Reflections in the glow Reflecting all the selves we used to know Every crack reveals another light Every left turn helps us see what’s right Faded Reflections, don’t look away That kid in the picture still has something to say Through every photograph and every scar We find out… who… we really are… There’s my father with his restless grin And all the dreams he tried to keep within I can see the places fear would hide In the same blue eyes I’ve got inside There’s a picture from a summer rain Before the silence settled in I remember thinking I’d arrive Not knowing pain is how we stay alive The more I lose, the more I find A thousand versions intertwined Faded Reflections in the glow Reflecting all the selves we used to know Every crack reveals another light Every left turn helps us see what’s right Faded Reflections, don’t look away That kid in the picture still has something to say Through every photograph and every scar We find out… who… we really are… I chased perfection through the noise and smoke Till every mask I wore eventually broke And in the pieces scattered at my feet I found the parts of me I couldn’t defeat No destination, no finish line Just lessons hidden inside every sign The picture wasn’t showing who I’d been It showed the person learning to begin Faded Reflections in the glow Reflecting all the selves we used to know Every crack reveals another light Every left turn helps us see what’s right Faded Reflections, shining through All the broken pieces making something new Through every photograph and every scar We become exactly… who we are Faded Reflections in the glow Reflecting all the selves we used to know Every crack reveals another light Every left turn helps us see what’s right Faded Reflections, shining through All the broken pieces making something new Through every photograph and every scar We become exactly who.… who we are ...
