Lyric

I found me in the frame

A little bent, a little brave

Your lipstick on the glass

And my name in the haze

The curtains knew my steps

The floorboards kept the time

I wore that silver ache

Like a brooch on my spine

Then you leaned into the dark

And the room held its breath

I saw my oldest face

And it smiled like a threat

Inside the old mirror

You're still calling me

Inside the old mirror

I'm not who I used to be

Spin me slow, darling

Let the truth come near

Inside the old mirror

I disappear

The clarinet went thin

Like a thread through the rain

The piano kept my secrets

In a minor little chain

I danced with my reflection

In a tango of regret

One hand on the memory

One hand on the threat

Then you leaned into the dark

And the room held its breath

I saw my oldest face

And it smiled like a threat

Inside the old mirror

You're still calling me

Inside the old mirror

I'm not who I used to be

Spin me slow, darling

Let the truth come near

Inside the old mirror

I disappear

If I crack, let me crack

In a chorus of light

If I stay, let me stay

On the edge of the night

Tie my shadow to yours

Let the old glass sing

I was lost in the shimmer

Now I wear the ring

Inside the old mirror

You're still calling me

Inside the old mirror

I'm not who I used to be

Spin me slow, darling

Let the truth come near

Inside the old mirror

I disappear