I keep on running from the buildings tall The buildings tall surround Like in a circus oh a circus tent A circus tent I’m a clown What good’s a mirror without a face Without a face I keep on shelling out my memories My memories like cash Except they do not hold a currency A currency that lasts What good’s a mirror without a face Without a face Ahhh Ahhh I’d like to lie back in the certainty The certainty of you But now I realize there is nothing There is nothing absolute What goods a mirror without a face Without a face When there are spirits to take our place They’ll take our place Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh I wish that I could build a time machine A time machine and save All this trouble for my present self My present self and say What good’s a mirror without a face Without a face When there are spirits to take our place They’ll take our place What good’s a mirror without a face Without a face When there are spirits to take our place Ahhh I think I miss you even more…