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Dancing Through Mirrors is a song about choices, parallel paths, and the strange beauty hiding in the chaos of the city at night. It's about the moments when everything feels like it could go in a thousand directions—and maybe it already has.

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Full lyrics below.

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lyric:

Midnight pavements, flickering signs,
A labyrinth of choices humming in my mind.
Every shadow whispers, “Turn left, turn right—
The worlds you’ll wander shape with every stride.”
The city breathes in echoes, a kaleidoscope of roads,
Where cracks in concrete glow with secrets yet untold.
I step into the static, let the chaos pull me in—
A thousand doors swing open where my feet have never been.

Oh, the neon bends, the streetlamps blink in code,
A fractal of decisions lights the path I’m owed.
The air’s alive with futures—can you feel them twist and twine?
Every heartbeat cracks a dimension, every breath redraws the line.

I’m dancing through the mirrors in the neon light,
Where every yes and never splits the fabric of the night.
A carnival of chaos, a prism of my soul—
The worlds I walk are stories only I can hold.
Through alleys made of stardust, past clocks that melt like tears,
I trace the scars of choices that echo through the years.
The city’s just a doorway, the pavement’s just a veil—
In the pulse of endless maybes, I am both the ship and sail.

A clocktower shivers, its hands drip liquid time,
A frozen moment beckons—“Change your rhythm, rewind.”
I climb its spiral heartbeat, find a room where mirrors weep,
Reflecting roads not taken in their glass-etched deep.
Then the subway groans a hymn, tracks veering off the map,
To a sea where constellations swirl in every splash.
I dive into the ripples, let the tides of “what if” roar—
The waves are made of lifetimes I could harbor on this shore.

Oh, the bridges burn in hues I’ve never seen,
A symphony of shadows where my ghosts convene.
The static turns to voices—“Will you falter? Will you fight?”
The city’s just a question blazing through the endless night.

I’m dancing through the mirrors in the neon light,
Where every yes and never splits the fabric of the night.
A carnival of chaos, a prism of my soul—
The worlds I walk are stories only I can hold.
Through alleys made of stardust, past clocks that melt like tears,
I trace the scars of choices that echo through the years.
The city’s just a doorway, the pavement’s just a veil—
In the pulse of endless maybes, I am both the ship and sail.

At the crossroads of infinity, I stand with trembling hands—
A kaleidoscope of lifetimes spilling through my strands.
The traffic lights are bleeding, red and gold and blue,
Each hue a different heartbeat, each pulse a path I’ll lose.
But I laugh with the thunder, let the storm rewrite my name,
For every world I shatter, two more rise from the flame.
The city’s not a prison—it’s a story yet unspun,
A canvas where my chaos and the cosmos bleed as one.

So I’ll waltz with paradoxes where the streetlights never sleep,
Let the chaos be my compass, let the void be mine to keep.
For the roads I leave behind me are the ones I’ll still become—
The city’s ju

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