Ephemeral Songtext
von Lost Triibe

Is it strange to fold all the pages I keep saving
I retain a hold replaying a round I′ve mistaken
Would it hurt to know all the way that I could say it
If I prefer the road vacancies they might replace you


There's a space with nothing I choose
Can′t mistake it for what I need or
Just a place where I face my fear and
All I see is a face in the mirror
Just face in the mirror
A face in the mirror
A face in the mirror
And all I see is a face in the mirror

All at once it was right for us the time was up
I couldn't stop the rush wheels fall off breaks are shaking

There's a space with nothing I choose
Can′t mistake it for what I need or
Just a place where I face my fear and
All I see is a face in the mirror