Justin Gombita - Mirror Me

Mirror me
I see you from a distance
I hear you calling
But that’s just circumstance
Kismet
Moments in the outside
Numbers
Poppin up like signs

I think
That the message
Is gettin’
Distorted in the wind
And the smoke
That you’re strobin’
Changes meaning
When it finally crests the mountain

Is your hand crampin’
From holdin’ my heart?
Are you camping
In my mind forever?

One day I’ll buy this radio station in the sticks
And you’ll fly in from the west end
To help me program it
And we’ll change the format
To all the songs that we would play
When we were falling in love
Until we bankrupt one day
And we’ll move into a train car
Atop the nearest cliff
And we’ll sit and eat our picnic
Flipping off the stupid kids
In the town below us
As they head off to their jobs
Walking by the missing signs
We accidentally left up
I have nothin’ left to find
Except the last star in your eye
And sympathy for the man that we
Both left behind
I’m looking at you in a mirror
Seeing the best of who I am
And I’m glad that God’s our author
And that he’s good at drawing hands