Takes a step back
From the vacant chair
Looking in the mirror
While she´s combing her hair
Wipes the dust from a cup
While she´s cleaning up
Wonders very slightly
What she´s doing there

A simple reflection
Can be too revealing
Years are for counting
Years are for stealing
She´s a mathematician

Calculator
Counting daily
Counting forever...

Cold clean glass and a razor blade
Fly on the table and a passing car
Closes the curtain to keep in the
shade
Closes her head and now she´s
counting down

Dust is collecting
But she doesn´t notice
Counting for ever
She´s a calculator
No-one can see her

She´s invisible now
No-one can see her
And the dust is collecting