TWISTERiON - Reflections
If you like it please don't forget to Subscribe and add to your Playlists! Music: TWISTERiON - Reflections Text: Glass against my fingertips Cold like winter nights In the brass frame you left behind Your portrait in reverse I trace these lines around my mouth That weren't here yesterday Morning light strikes the surface And I see them both at once My face, her face Time bends in this frame The way she held her head Just so I catch myself mimicking Without meaning to Our blood runs in circles Through decades of women Who knew this reflection I used to turn away From every glimpse of her in me But now I stand here Hour after hour Watching time fold back on itself Like paper boats in rain My bones remember hers My hands shape words like she did This inheritance of angles Sharp cheeks and stern mouth That softens when I smile Just like she did Just like she did The glass holds everything Every morning ritual Every stolen glance Every tear wiped away Now I understand What she saw when she looked here All the women before All the women to come In this silvered glass Time flows both ways And I am finally Not afraid to look back And see myself Looking forward You can contact us on our websites: https://twisterion.com Our pages on streaming platforms: Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/5KHn0wwsvG3dujE3zzkEDJ Apple Music https://music.apple.com/us/artist/twisterion/1582589034 Deezer https://www.deezer.com/ru/artist/144293812 Amazon Music https://www.amazon.com/music/player/artists/B09FB1ZHGT/twisterion SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/twisterion Our pages on social media: Instagram https://www.instagram.com/twisterionart/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/TWISTERiON/ X/Twitter https://twitter.com/twisterion TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@twisterion #Melodic #Philosophy
If you like it please don't forget to Subscribe and add to your Playlists! Music: TWISTERiON - Reflections Text: Glass against my fingertips Cold like winter nights In the brass frame you left behind Your portrait in reverse I trace these lines around my mouth That weren't here yesterday Morning light strikes the surface And I see them both at once My face, her face Time bends in this frame The way she held her head Just so I catch myself mimicking Without meaning to Our blood runs in circles Through decades of women Who knew this reflection I used to turn away From every glimpse of her in me But now I stand here Hour after hour Watching time fold back on itself Like paper boats in rain My bones remember hers My hands shape words like she did This inheritance of angles Sharp cheeks and stern mouth That softens when I smile Just like she did Just like she did The glass holds everything Every morning ritual Every stolen glance Every tear wiped away Now I understand What she saw when she looked here All the women before All the women to come In this silvered glass Time flows both ways And I am finally Not afraid to look back And see myself Looking forward You can contact us on our websites: https://twisterion.com Our pages on streaming platforms: Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/5KHn0wwsvG3dujE3zzkEDJ Apple Music https://music.apple.com/us/artist/twisterion/1582589034 Deezer https://www.deezer.com/ru/artist/144293812 Amazon Music https://www.amazon.com/music/player/artists/B09FB1ZHGT/twisterion SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/twisterion Our pages on social media: Instagram https://www.instagram.com/twisterionart/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/TWISTERiON/ X/Twitter https://twitter.com/twisterion TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@twisterion #Melodic #Philosophy