Mirror Miracle -

There’s a ghost in line

We won’t stand aside

This time it’s here

And all but yours, not mine

With no logs and no lights

This white room feels just right

With you I’m free

Eight to eight, we’re free

Curse the line, catch a tiger

Find the cubs, don’t wait up

Ask for Eden, ask for Eden

The speed, the light, the sound

Now, the further the faster

The lucky loser draws

Make her black, wake up wide

The ABC blocks half

Locked for fire

Locked for fire

You’re a miracle

You’re a miracle

You’re a miracle