nOur alter egos take it day by dayni swear its all good down i laynwe spoke our lines but there never was any playnonce again the mirror boy gets in the waynperhaps my ships were a little latenwhen i was on the airplanennfeeling empty is a piece of younbut every time i try to fill it upnyou let me pass right throughni wish i could solve your puzzles and the real issuenbut you are finnally mended as i am torn in twonni wish i could climb this mountainni wish i could go back in timenthere were many things that you said right to menabout this mountain that was never minenand im sure that the view you seenis much better without mennsacrifices must be madenbut this is not one of themni know who is the better mannso after you my friend