Past cities rise, then crumble away I walk through the echoes of futures misplaced
Faces keep shifting, my hands glitch and blur Every reflection is saying my words
Parallel visions, distorting in waves Step through the doorway, but I never change
If every horizon is just a mirage Which path was ever the real one at all
Parallax shifting, light bends in my mind No single version of truth I can find
Every reflection keeps staring me down If I step through, do I still make a sound
Time is a fractal that shatters and weaves Memories looping in quantum disease
I see myself in a thousand designs Each one a whisper of something alive
I am watching, I am seeing I am shifting, I am between
The mirage is only the beginning
Parallax shifting, light bends in my mind No single version of truth I can find
Every reflection keeps staring me down If I step through, do I still make a sound
Parallax shifting, light bends in my mind No single version of truth I can find