It's always the same way
A shoe, a heart, a brain
Pieces are scattered
All the memories remain
Feeling of ease
From a half remembered dream
Ghosts of the past
Of the pages left unseen

I found the pieces near your heart, scolded, scarred and scented apart
Mirror! Mirror! On the wall! Who's the fairest of us all?

Searching the pages
For a part that's left untouched
Only a whisper
To blow one spirit whole
Leaves of amber
Hopes made of gold
The story carves itself
Begging to be told and retold