The Mirror Reflected By Rob Sandman
type =  Subconscious  type = Conscious/Defiant

x2 Late last night,I got such a scare,
looked in the mirror,my reflection wasn't there,
there was someone else starin back at me,
mirror mirror on the wall who can this stranger be

This stranger starin' from my reflection,
spins my mind in every direction,
mid life crisis hits my mid section,
madness,sadness,fear and perplexion

this can't be me man I'm not that old,
everybody used to say that I'd sold my soul
to old nick for my youthful looks,
where'd this old man come from man what the ****?

Yesterday my plans were rock steady,
now they've all collapsed like a levee
schemes and dreams turn out to be heavy,
when you're hand's no longer as steady,
on the wheel of time steady turning,
and the fuel,the fool is you burning,
friends and lovers gone not returning,
for days of yesteryear you're still yearning-cause

x1 Late last night,I got such a scare,
looked in the mirror,my reflection wasn't there,
there was someone else starin' back at me,
mirror mirror on the wall who can this stranger be ?

I'm still the same man,with the same drives.
and honestly I've never FELT more alive,
but this strange reflection's a traitor,
trying to tell my dreams "see ya later",
its past time now to settle right down,
stop playing to the gallery,send back the clowns,
crows feet,sore feet unpaid overtime,
you haven't got the time anymore to rhyme,
so drop the pen join the rat race,
I'm looking at a stranger wearing my face!,
old man *******,I'm still who I am,
I'll never stop spitting to the grave from the pram,
we all grow older,each one of us,
but that doesn't mean to give your dreams up,
not to me man,**** the grey hairs
but out of the mirror the stranger stares...(and says)

x2 Late last night,I got such a scare,
looked in the mirror,my reflection wasn't there,
there was someone else starin' back at me,
mirror mirror on the wall who can this stranger be?

Copyright Rob Sandman of Eclectic Collective Eire.