I saw my name in the steam on glass Faded slow, like it knew it'd pass Left a smile in a voice I knew But it echoed in a different hue It's out-of-me, not lost but free Like static dreams that slip the key You touched the part I couldn't see And left it humming quietly Every mirror bends the light Shows a self that's not quite right And I I wave at me, then float away It's out-of-me, not loud, not clear But close enough to feel it near You never stayed, but didn't flee Just shimmered out of gravity And love, perhaps, was just a seam That tore inside a waking dream It's out-of-me, not lost but free Like static dreams that slip the key You touched the part I couldn't see And left it humming quietly
