Her mirror has three faces, and every one knows my name. One remembers who I started as, one remembers what I became. The third doesn't offer answers. She just looks at me and waits, as if everything I've carried has been written on my face. [2-bar instrumental breath] [Pre-Chorus - spacious] I've spent so long asking which reflection tells the truth. Now I'm wondering if the question was the only thing I knew. [breath before chorus] [Chorus - warm, restrained] Her mirror has three faces, and every face is mine. One holds what I showed the world, one holds what I kept inside. [brief instrumental answer] And one looks straight through all of it, to somewhere glass can't reach. Her mirror has three faces, but none of them is me. [4-bar instrumental breath, vocal absent] [Verse 2 - close again] I recognise the woman who learned when not to speak. I recognise the dreamer who kept something safe for me. [breath] I recognise the stranger I was frightened I might find. Funny how the face I feared the most had my eyes the whole damn time. [2-bar instrumental breath] [Pre-Chorus] Maybe truth was never waiting in a single point of view. Maybe every true reflection only ever gave a clue. [breath before chorus] [Chorus] Her mirror has three faces, and every face is mine. One holds what I showed the world, one holds what I kept inside. [brief instrumental answer] And one looks straight through all of it, to somewhere glass can't reach. Her mirror has three faces, but none of them is me. [4-bar instrumental breath] [Bridge - almost everything falls away] So which one did you see when you were looking at me? [breath, silence answers] Which one did I become when I was looking at you? [longer breath] And if I turn away tonight, what disappears from view? [full stop, near silence] The reflection... [breath] or the truth? [instrumental space before final chorus] [Final Chorus - warm restrained lift, never rushed] My mirror has three faces, and every face is mine. Every one has held a piece of me at a different place and time. [brief breath] I don't have to choose between them. I don't have to make them agree. [breath, instruments recede] My mirror has three faces... [long breath] and the woman between them is me. [4-bar instrumental exhale] [Outro - sparse, almost spoken] I looked again. [breath] Not for an answer. [breath] Just long enough to recognise... [long breath] me. [Rhodes and ambience linger, unresolved]
