Mirror Me
Have you been mixing
Pain and pleasure,
And calling it treasure?
You’re better than that,
Let’s link up the yoke
Before you start to choke.
One step at a time,
That’s it mirror me
Until you can follow me.
What do you need?
I’ll give it gladly
I love you madly.
Let’s get you free
Of those rusty fetters,
And the greedy debtors.
You’re mine now not theres.
So stop mixing pain with pleasure
And calling it treasure.
– Vagabond Prophet