[Verse 1]
Footsteps cross the schoolyard
Holding hands with a mirage
You don't listen, you do not exist
Mute of all suggestion
The broken doll in question
Through shattered mirror, empty caravel

[Chorus]
You, mirage, mirage
That sings to me
Or maybe stopped hearing
You do not exist

[Verse 2]
Two tracks through the desert
Sad eyes, little puppet
You don't listen, you do not exist
Happy not to notice
The room, the traps, the focus
Where you cannot see reflections from within

[Chorus]
You, mirage, mirage
That sings to me
Or maybe stopped hearing
You do not exist

[Bridge]
Or maybe stopped hearing

[Outro]
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage
Holding hands with a mirage