Through mirror I seek you
Sophia, where are you?
I wasn’t born to be perfect
Yes, I’m flawed like you
Begin our journey knowing it’s been plotted
In her dream, there's a butterfly trapped in a glass dome
Am I really dreaming?
The time when past and future intersect is fate
In my dream, dwells a butterfly under the rainbow
Are you also dreaming?
"Cogito ergo sum." she said to me
Ignorance takes no form
Sophia, here I am
Perfection you seek doesn’t exist
No, we are all flawed
Begin our journey knowing its been plotted