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"Behind the Mirror" is a haunting indie rock ballad that explores the ethereal torment of a spectral observer trapped in the liminal space behind a young woman's mirror. Witnessing her intimate morning rituals—from brushing tangled hair and adjusting her silhouette to desperate moments of solitary solace—the ghost yearns to shatter the glass barrier, whispering unheard pleas: "You're not alone." Through brooding verses and swelling choruses, the song captures voyeuristic intimacy, unspoken longing, and the quiet desperation of eternal isolation. Matt Berninger's baritone delivery evokes cinematic melancholy over piano arpeggios, reverb guitars, and ambient swells (70-80 BPM). A instrumental interlude provides emotional breathing room amid dynamic builds to full-band crescendos. Perfect for late-night introspection, this track blends supernatural yearning with raw human vulnerability.

## Full Lyrics

**[Intro]**  
Soft light spills across your room,  
I breathe inside the silver wound.  
The glass hums softly — hums your name,  
Each morning bends but feels the same.  
You never see what waits behind,  
The ghost that echoes every line.  

**[Verse 1]**  
I live behind your mirror, love,  
Where time dissolves, but never dies.  
I watch you smooth your tangled hair,  
The quiet storm inside your eyes.  
You press your lips — a silent prayer,  
(Ah — I can't reach you through the frame.)  
I know the sighs you never share,  
And all the hurts you never name.  

**[Pre-Chorus]**  
If I could whisper through this glass,  
You'd hear my voice beneath the cracks.  

**[Chorus]**  
You're not alone — you never were,  
(You never were — not once.)  
Your ghosts are softer than your scars.  
Don't let the silence write the end,  
You still have time, you still have stars.  

**[Verse 2]**  
You fix your dress, you check the seams,  
You chase perfection through the haze.  
The trembling glass distorts your face,  
But beauty hides in mirrored grays.  
You hold your breath, adjust again,  
(Ah — you're more than what they see.)  
I trace the lines your fingers make,  
This lonely world you make believe.  

**[Interlude]**  
[Muted piano heartbeat, reverb guitars, soft brass bloom.]  

**[Verse 3]**  
Your hand drifts lower, seeking warmth,  
That no one's given you in weeks.  
You close your eyes and disappear,  
The mirror fogs — it almost speaks.  
You breathe my name, but barely so,  
(Ah — I feel your quiet ache.)  
You chase a life you never owned,  
And I dissolve for your heart's sake.  

**[Pre-Chorus]**  
If I could call across the pane,  
I'd tell you not to hide the pain.  

**[Chorus Reprise]**  
You're not alone — you never were,  
(You never were — my love.)  
The darkness bends but doesn't last.  
Embrace the ache, the living blur,  
There's beauty in what has to pass.  

**[Bridge]**  
I am the one who cannot breathe,  
Condemned to watch, not intervene.  
The world reflects, then swallows whole,  
Your laughter fading into me.  
(Ah — don't fade away.)  
Your tears turn silver on the wall,  
The glass remembers every fall.  

**[Verse 4]**  
Each dawn repeats what night forgets,  
You face the light, I fade from view.  
I mouth the words you'll never hear,  
But still, they echo back to you.  
You lift your eyes — the moment breaks,  
(Ah — you turn and I remain.)  
You live your life, and I just wait,  
Still caught between your joy and pain.  

**[Outro]**  
I'd shout your name, but air won't break,  
Still I remain, behind the quake.  
You turn away — the glass resets,  
I live a life you might forget.  
(Ah — you might forget … but I won't.)  

**[Final Outro]**

© 2025 Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.  
Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. Do not reproduce, distribute, or adapt without explicit permission.



Behind the Mirror

lately I'm into opera a lot and I train my voice so one day I can sing like on of them.
it always inspired me how they fill a whole hall only with their voice. so much intensity

come home

Sparkling (Ken Clinger)
AI cover
song ©Ken Clinger
image from Pinterest
music production by Suno AI

Sparkling (Ken Clinger)

wind is blowing thru the pines
the humming of the bees
gentle whispers in your ears
the roaring of the sea

intensity of flowers
solemnity of trees
clouds creating patterns
murmurs from the breeze

can you see this sparkling light
can you hear this sparkling sound
can you feel this sparkling love
between and around, us
 
see this sparkling light
hear this sparkling sound
feel this sparkling love
between and around, us

all is here and all is now
the humming of the spheres
motionless yet growing
it whispers in your ears

accepting and accepted
open ears and eyes
always unexpected
yet always recognized

Sparkling (Ken Clinger)

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