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There's so little that I know.
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It's as though I were walking
down a long corridor that...
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that once was mirrored.
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Fragments of that mirror still hang there
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and when I come to
the end of the corridor,
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there's nothing but darkness.
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And I know that when I walk
into the darkness...
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that I'll die.
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But I've never come to the end,
I've always come back before then.
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- Except once.
- Yesterday?
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And you didn't know what happened
until you found yourself with me.
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You didn't know where you were.
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But the fragments of the mirror,
you remember those?
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- Vaguely.
- What do you remember?
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There's a room...
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and I sit there alone, always alone.
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- What else?
- A grave.
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- Where?
- I don't know.
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It's an open grave and I...
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I stand by the gravestone
looking down into it.
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It's my grave.
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- How do you know?
- I know.
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Is there a name on the gravestone?
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No.
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No, it's new and... clean and waiting.
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What else?
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This part is dream, I think. There...
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There's a tower and a bell,
and a garden below.
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It seems to be in Spain,
a village in Spain.
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It clicks off and it's gone.
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Well... a portrait?
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- Do you see a portrait?
- No.
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If I could just find the key,
the beginning, and put it together.
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And so explain it away?
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There is a way to explain it, you see.
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If I'm mad, then that would explain it,
wouldn't it?