Broken Reflections

Show me a reason, Not a broken reflection, That I can hold and try for treason, For the broken reflection, Of a forgotten direction, Is why I feel what I'm feelin... How do you apitamise the sky, With your vision of a shining light, Does the search to answer lies, Kill the ache of empty time, How to justify hiding from healing, When the broken reflection of a forgotten direction, Is why i feel what I'm feelin... It's easily mistaken, But it's understanding how it is, These scars it didn't leave, Or offer any other slightest sign, Just the broken reflection, Of a forgotten direction, Thats why I feel what I'm feelin.