A thing without reflection Sees itself only in shadow It does not recognize its blankness It does not recognize its darkness And I look for my shadow With a lamp in the daylight And I look for my shadow And I realize, I don't belong here Hanging in the balance, Tethered by only a thin thread Between a shadow and its source Between this flesh and this form And I look for my reflection In fading flanks of flesh And I look for my reflection And I realize, I don't belong here A thing without reflection Sees itself only in shadow It does not recognize its blankness It does not recognize its darkness And I reach out, to touch nothing And I seek out to find nothing And I lift my head up to nothing And I realize, I don't belong here