"3 months ago The Girl has not seen the Prodigy since she told him to leave. She reaches out to his Mother comfort, wondering if there wasn't more she could have done."
[Girl:] I feel his shadow looming over me Leaving me defeated and confused His eyes still haunt me, if only I’d done more Maybe I gave up on him too soon…
[Mother:] I share your sorrow, but we are not to blame His heart has always been a mystery
[Girl and mother:] We’ll never fathom, we’ll never understand Did he ever need us, were we real Or mere reflections in a mirror of dreams?
[Girl:] What holds his future, how will he survive? Without us to save him from himself Where has he run to, will he return? I hope he knows I wish him well
[Mother:] It’s up to him now, there’s nothing we can do I fear we cannot give him what he needs
[Girl and mother:]
Are we but phantoms inside his tangled mind? Will he ever need us, are we real… Ore mere reflections in a mirror of dreams?