A schism appears My identity fragments, leaving glimpses In its wake of who I could've been and might yet be Through the grey I see myself illuminate I see a Siren in my dreams She sings to me, her voice angelic She brings to me glimpses of perfection A previous life, idealised lies? It's all the same to me And when all is said and done Her voice still echoes in my ears A ringing sound I cannot bury Yet I feel torn by her ever present guiding hands Do I reject this world and substitute my hatred for her love? This schism it heals A state of unity approaches I yearn for transcendence She shows me the door but I lack the key Door She tells me stories She tells me tales She sings me songs of love And songs of loss She draws me to the water And I wade in Content to let the ocean Take me where it will I gaze upon her spirit I see a face It took all this time to realise This face is mine This face is mine You look so familiar You look so familiar You look so familiar You look so familiar! You look so Familiar Familiar Familiar Familiar