I saw a glimpse of a skull
Beneath the expressionless face
Not that I saw it again
Doesn\'t matter which way I face
They have two ears and a mouth
Some hair, some eyebrows and a nose
But who is that I can see?
I don\'t think that anyone knows
They could be a mighty king
Or a court jester or a knight
Truthfully it\'s hard to tell
During the vastness of the night
I think they have a broad chin
Or is it sharp and to a point
I suppose I could just ask
Although really what is the point?
I wonder if they like song
Or if instead they like to write
Do they think about the world
And what can be both wrong and right
Many say to see the soul
Look through a window in the eye
I though looked through a mirror
But couldn\'t see both them and I