[Verse 1] Dad used to crack up the room Loud laugh Quick fuse Same afternoon He’d slam a door Then tell a joke Crowded house All built on smoke Now he sips tea at the kitchen table Reads in the corner when he’s able Breathing slow like counting waves All that thunder tucked away [Chorus] I’m the mirror of my father The old him Or the new? Burning bright and running hotter Will I cool down like he grew? I don’t know which face I favor Fire in my chest or water on the coals Mixed feelings in the bathroom mirror Two futures in one soul [Verse 2] I’m the first to talk Last one to leave Storyteller with my heart on my sleeve Sharp tongue Sharp turn when I’m stressed Regret the mess Then crack a jest He watches me from that quiet chair Half a warning Half a prayer Is this a phase Is this a trail? Will my storm learn how to sail? [Chorus] I’m the mirror of my father The old him Or the new? Burning bright and running hotter Will I cool down like he grew? I don’t know which face I favor Fire in my chest or water on the coals Mixed feelings in the bathroom mirror Two futures in one soul [Bridge] Maybe I’m both The spark and the snow Maybe growing up Is learning when to glow I see his past In the way I speak I see my path In the way he breathes [Chorus] I’m the mirror of my father The old him And the new Carrying his laugh and silence Trying to make my own truth Maybe I don’t have to choose it Between the wildfire and control Mixed feelings in the bathroom mirror But I’m holding both versions in one soul
