The Death Of

I'm staring at myself but I'm (in my studio) I can't be sure 'cause I can't see my face But I'm certain it's me (sun is beaming through my window) Because it looks like me (can feel it on my face and I can smell that it's hot) And it's in my studio, it's in my space and it's— I'm hearing everything that I been hearing (I hear kids) For what feels like an entire lifetime Those same kids on the way to school (I hear street noise) The street car, the traffic (a score) (and I can't see my face) (I'm looking at me) (I'm staring at me) But every time I get close enough to see Every time I get close enough to know, to be absolutely certain I wake up