[VERSE 1 — LOW, CLOSE, HAUNTING] The room goes still before you see me, the light bends strangely at the edge. Something lingers in the silver, where your shadow should have been. You turn— and nothing's different. Still, you feel you're not alone. There's a shape behind your breathing, there and gone before you know. [PRE-CHORUS — UNEASY BUILD] Come closer... but don't ask why. Some things only show themselves from the corner of your eye. [CHORUS — OPEN, DREAMLIKE, LAYERED] Look again... the glass remembers something neither of us said. Your hand moves... mine moves with you— or maybe I'm inside your head. So close you almost know my face, then the silver pulls me through. There's something waiting in the mirror... and I think it knows you too. [LOW FEMALE — SOFT MELODIC ECHO] It knows you too... [VERSE 2 — DARKER, INTIMATE] Sometimes there's another heartbeat hiding underneath your own. Sometimes when you leave the room, the reflection stays alone. I've learned the places light won't follow, I've learned how silence leaves a trace. And every night you stand before me, you come closer to my face. [PRE-CHORUS — RISING] Don't move yet... you almost saw. Your breath is fading from the glass... but mine isn't gone. [CHORUS — STRONGER, LAYERED] Look again... the glass remembers every night you nearly knew. Your hand moves... mine moves with you, but I don't move the way you do. So close you almost hear me breathe, though there's nothing there to hear. There's something waiting in the mirror... and tonight it's drawing near. [LOW FEMALE — CLOSE, MELODIC] Don't look away... [BRIDGE — INSTRUMENTS PULL BACK, PULSE CONTINUES] Do you remember when the mirror was only a mirror? Neither do I. Maybe I was here before you. Maybe you were here before me. Maybe one of us is looking out... and one of us only thinks they are. [LOW FEMALE — QUIET, MELODIC] Which one are you? [FINAL CHORUS — DEEP, BUILDING, FULL LAYERS] Look again... the glass is changing. Come closer... just this once. No name. No sound. No answer. Only fingerprints where there were none. You raise your hand— I raise mine too. The room forgets to breathe. And for one second there's no reflection... only you... looking at me. [INSTRUMENTAL SUSPENSION] [LOW FEMALE — CLOSE, MELODIC] You found me. ...or I found you.
