Ten to the Day

Familiar faces Looking at me I can't place what's on the mind Just underneath There in the mirror Wasting away Waiting on signals Holding back day after day Often time spiraling by Spinning round, passing each line One in a million Comes ten to the day It makes no difference in the end It's always the same Grasping for answers Not reaching for truth Expecting to come up, when in fact We're headed to lose Often time spiraling by Spinning round, passing each line (Mata koiniochiru) Just like falling in love again