Mirror Dreams Poem by Stuart Doggett

You see you through me every day,
You see you through me every day,
Or at least you think you do.

I don’t know what you really see,
I don’t know what you really see,
But all I ever show you is you.

What mind-magic do you possess?
What mind-magic do you possess,
That you can see something else?

Moody eyes
Don’t make you the bad guy,
Empty fingers
Ain’t holdin’ no guitars,
Open mouth
With no words coming out,
Mirror dreams,
That’s all you see,
Mirror dreams
Staring back from me.

Blissfully happy amongst your stars,
Blissfully happy amongst your stars,
Just a dreamer floating through space.

Moody eyes
Don’t make you the bad guy,
But just for a minute
You could be.

Empty fingers
Ain’t holdin’ no guitars,
But just for a minute
They could be

Open mouth.
With no words coming out,
But just for a minute
There could be.

Mirror dreams,
Mirror dreams…

You could go out there to the real world,
You could go out there to the real world,
Or just stay here and pretend a while.

Moody eyes
Have make you the bad guy,
Empty fingers
Are holdin’ that guitar,
Open mouth
With those words coming out,
Mirror dreams,
That’s what you see,
Mirror dreams
Staring back from me.