Written by Edward Jerlin © 2007 Everlasting Arms Records & Publishing - All Rights Reserved ![]() "The Mirror" was initially inspired by a movie I saw on TV in 1985. In the movie, the charismatic but enigmatic "hero" grew up in the slums & was a gang leader, but always had a conscience underneath. As the plot twists developed, it turned out he was adopted & his birth mother (who never gave up looking for him after being forced to give him up as a young girl) was a zillionaire. Once his birthright came to light, he cleaned his act up, moved into a new environment with his newfound birth mother, & ditched his old way of life which by necessity included the gang & his old girlfriend. Much of the movie dealt with the adjustments he made to his new environment & his newfound mother. Along the way, he also falls in love & gets engaged. The love story is seemingly almost complete with a happy ending. But not quite... Meanwhile, in his absence, the old girlfriend takes over the gang, ratchets up the crime, & eventually freaks out & takes the "hero", his mother, & his fiancee hostage, after the "hero" tries to return to his old environment to "clean up/rehabilitate" the old gang, whose loyalties are now divided between their old gang leader & their new one. The extended hostage scene was riveting to me, as the "hero" tries to talk his captor down, trying to convince her he still truly loves her, values her friendship, will do everything he can to help her, that she shouldn't throw her life away, that she's worthy of love & her life is valuable. She, on the other hand, spends much of the time threatening them, trying to "save face" with the gang, feeling empowered with the gun, trying to decide who should be the recipient of the one bullet she has left. Which would inflict the most pain? Killing him? His fiancee? Or the newfound mother he never knew? He eventually talks her down & the movie ends happily as the hostage situation is over & the cops move in. Presumably, the inevitable rehab will ensue after the movie is over, & as a bonus, maybe even the crime rate in the old neighborhood will go down... . . . . . . Unlike the movie, the song ends with a gunshot & the captor has apparently either killed the captive... or himself... or perhaps just his inner demons (The Mirror)... Though the "gun" in the lyrics was supposed to be taken figuratively rather than literally, once I made the decision/commitment that all of my music would be for the Lord, it became apparent that the lyrics as originally written evoked too many violent images to be tenable for a Christian audience. (Not that I necessarily divide music into "Christian" & "secular" categories; I believe such distinctions can be meaningless & can depend on the subjectivity and more importantly the discernment of the author & the listener. I've come across plenty of "Christian" music that wasn't, & "secular" music that has pointed people towards the Creator. For an excellent essay on this from a Christian musician's/artist's perspective, click here: "A Christian's Art in the World".) At any rate, it didn't fit with any of the Everlasting Arms material, & stood out lyrically from most of my other music. So while I liked the music a lot, the song remained on the shelf, relegated to remaining a piece of my musical past... ...until last year when I revisited it & somehow came up with the idea to turn the entire thing on its ear:
![]() What amazed me was how little the lyrics had to be nudged to fit the new scenario. A few lines & a short verse were added, a couple of lines were nudged to bring it into line with scripture & some basic tenets of the faith, & one particularly brutal line was toned down. The whole concept of "The Mirror" now fit in with the "war within" against sin that a believer wages throughout his/her life. Now it was "spiritual warfare", rather than a "murder story". The piece was also extended by inserting a brand new musical section (from 5:50 to 8:50) which depicts the inner conflict & the struggle. A guitar solo was also added at the end (from 10:30 onward, the old ending was too abrupt), which depicts the inner peace & ultimate triumph. As for the recording, while the story line will be FAR easier to follow if you read along with the lyrics, I nevertheless tried to differentiate between the two "characters" in the story by doing a few things:
Food for thought... |
Written by Edward Jerlin © 2007 Everlasting Arms Records & Publishing - All Rights Reserved THE BELIEVER: Should I pull the trigger of this gun? Is it really me? Or is it real? Should I change my ways? How will I feel? Can it be real? |
Hey you, underneath the sky, I'm gonna put an end to us; you know we both know why. You can't escape. You're history, my friend. Your story started slowly, and you thought it'd never end, but you were wrong. Now it's time for you to die. Let's not waste a moment longer. Any last words? Come on... |
You said you loved me; that was long ago. What happened to us since then? Can you tell me what you know? I think you've lost all your sanity, my friend. We started out together, and we thought it'd never end, but then you changed. You will miss me when I'm gone. Let's not waste a moment longer. There's the gun... Come on... |
I'm standing all alone. I don't know what to do. I can't make up my mind. I haven't got a clue. Looking in the mirror, I can't see, if I've lost or gained a part of me. It's so hard to tell, it looks the same, the same... |
Hey you, with that empty stare, I've had it up to here with you, sit down right over there. I'm in control, now. Let's play a little game. I've only got one bullet, and I think it's got your name. You can't escape. You won't hurt me anymore. Let's not waste a moment longer. Here's it comes... |
wait, Wait, WAIT... you, with that loaded gun, you think you're really something, hey, just look at what you've done. You won't escape your destiny, my friend. You're headed for disaster and it's never gonna end. You should give up. Put the gun down; let me try to put the pieces back together. Put it down... Put it down... Put it down... |
As I stare, my image does the same. Is it really me? Or is it real? As I move, my image moves with me. Should I change my ways? How will I feel? Can it be real? Should I pull the trigger of this gun? Even if I do, I can't undo what's done. I'm standing in a whirlwind with a choice. Amidst the wind & fire, there is a still small voice... It calls... Can it be real? The Mirror doesn't lie; I see my sin. (YOU WILL MISS ME WHEN I'M GONE) I turn away, then I turn back again. There once was a time when I loved you so. (YOU WON'T HURT ME ANYMORE) But you've hurt me so much you'll have to go. Is it real? |
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You will miss me when I'm gone; Let's put the pieces back together... |
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You won't hurt me anymore; Let's not waste a moment longer... |
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Put the gun down; let me try, to put the pieces back together... |
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I can't do this on my own, Where is that still small voice that's real... |
Save me!! Hey you, underneath the floor, you had your shining moment, but you won't have any more. For once it's real! "And the God of peace shall bruise Satan under your feet shortly. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. Amen."-Romans 16:20 Feel free to leave feedback and sign our guestbook. Thank you & God bless! To download the music, RIGHT CLICK and choose "Save Target As": "The Mirror" MUSIC 11:55 . . . . . . BONUS MATERIAL, OPTIONAL, BUT FUN: ...so why not put it here as a fun bonus. Only 21 seconds long. :-) Enjoy!! ![]() ![]() |