There’s a mirror in the hallway, but it never shows my face Just a distant outline, floating out of place Am I the question? Am I the key? Do I disappear or am I set free? Oh, the unknown calls my name A silent road, never the same Is it where I end, or where I rise? A voice that fades but never dies If I am not the seeker Am I still the way? If all dissolves to nothing Who wakes at break of day?