Dog in the Mirror - Guerilla Toss

You call it «checking out»

But I am checking in me

Right, said it was wrong

To review it religiously

Go backwards into the

Thick layered shading of blue

You call it «checking out»

But I am checking in me

Pawing at the picture

Puzzled by the circle

Start at the end of it

Dog in a mirror

And you see

You see

Pawing at the picture

Puzzled by the circle

Start at the end of it

Dog in a mirror

And you see

You see

You see

The dog

You see

In it

You see

Ask not what to the dog

Doesn’t think out what he sees

But what to the vision that’s

Reflecting backward, could be

Pawing at the picture

Puzzled by the circle

Start at the end of it

Dog in a mirror

And you see

You see

Pawing at the picture

Puzzled by the circle

Start at the end of it

Dog in a mirror

And you see

You see

Well Jill looked in and saw the dog

Behind the glass slinking about

It turned around

And looked right back

The hound it was

But her, in fact

Looking and watching

I think I saw it

Dog in a mirror

She said «I am

I am not one

But in a sense

The all, of them

The man, the boy

The girl, the dog»

And as she spoke

They start to nod

Looking and watching

I think I saw it

Dog in a mirror

She said «I am

I am not one

But in a sense

The all, of them

The man, the boy

The girl, the dog»

And as she spoke

They start to nod

Looking and watching

I think I saw a

Dog in a mirror

Who?