Bring me a mirror
That I might see you
It’s so quiet here
I love the solitude
Clouds may gather
Fog the view
But bring me a mirror
Cause I love you, meningitis too

I know we should lead with the truth
But I’d say anything just to please you.
When you’re like this, patient I know
No one looks upon your face and lives
So give me a mirror that I might still see you

White flowers, green grass
The sky is blue
And I need a mirror to see you
Blood from the right side brings the bloom back to your lips
Blood from the left brings shooting stars to view

When you’re like this, I know
No one looks upon your face and lives
So give me a mirror that I might still see you
Like a meteor pokes a hole in the night sky like a sieve
I’ll see through you.

Clouds may gather
Fog the view
But bring me a mirror
‘Cause I love you, too.
White flowers, green grass
The sky is blue
And I need a mirror
To see you.