Mirrors by Mothlord

Lyrics:

A weary memory seeps through gaps,
Like echoes rippling down a river,
Encased in glass adorned with cracks,
Your sweet goodbyes start tasting bitter.

(Tasting bitter...)

I grasp in vain, as stars collapse,
Like raindrops sliding down your mirror,
I wither on as days elapse, and drown,
While the abyss draws nearer.

'Till morning dawns, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and count to ten,
Before the Sun has time to rise,
I'll burn into the light again.

'Till morning dawns, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and count to ten,
Before the Sun has time to rise,
I'll burn into the light again.
'Till darkness falls, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and jump before
The Moon begins to touch the skies,
I'll fade into the night once more.

[IPA English]
rɪˈpiːtɪŋ ˈpætᵊnz krɒs maɪ pɑːθ
kəˈlɛktɪŋ teəz frɒm ˈwiːpɪŋ ˈwɪləʊz
bʌt naʊ ðæt ˈnʌmnəs tɜːnz tuː rɒθ
aɪ leɪ ðeə wɪlt əˈpɒn jɔː ˈpɪləʊz
laɪk ˈpɜːpᵊl stɔːmz ɒn ˈfrəʊzᵊn lɪps
maɪ ˈfaɪnᵊl brɛθ sɪts træpt ɪn ˈlɪmbəʊ
əˈweɪtɪŋ ˈwɪntəz ˈmɔːnfᵊl ɡlɪmps
tuː kɪl ðə klɒks əˈbʌv jɔː ˈwɪndəʊ

[Translation]
(Repeating patterns cross my path,
Collecting tears from weeping willows,
But now that numbness turns to wrath,
I lay their wilt upon your pillows.
Like purple storms on frozen lips,
My final breath sits trapped in Limbo,
Awaiting winter's mournful glimpse,
To kill the clocks above your window.)

'Till morning dawns, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and count to ten,
Before the Sun has time to rise,
I'll burn into the light again.
'Till darkness falls, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and jump before
The Moon begins to touch the skies,
I'll fade into the night once more.

'Till morning dawns, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and count to ten,
Before the Sun has time to rise,
I'll burn into the light again.
'Till darkness falls, I shut my eyes,
I hold my breath, and jump before
The Moon begins to touch the skies,
I'll fade into the night once more.