Текст песни: The Hanging Mirrors of Life-Skype + перевод

How does it feel to get old

But you didn’t go blind?

Hollow, that’s the real world for cold

You feel it in your spine

Yes you need a friend

This is not the end of the line

Just a bend in time

And how does it feel to get up

Falling back awake?

Now for the real messy stuff

All the laughter’s fake

We change all around

The sea explains to ground

He says «I dream

How d’you think there’s stream?»

Miss Hologram speaks of love

To the lunatic

Whispers «I ran with freaks and son

You’re much to sick

Someone spell the book

The one this fella’s looking for and quick

Plan the script.»

History pulls out all your teeth

If you give it wings

Missing from the fullness of beneath

It miserably sings:

I was once the truth

Mispronounced by youth who wrote my name

As the moments came

But I see nothing

Still I see nothing then suddenly something within appears

Hanging mirrors

Lowered from ceilings up above

Come the life-like Skype

Nowhere but here could you help but love

Under lights this bright

The mouth and eyes are seen

The rest is like a dream about yourself

On an endless shelf

You see how a face stays the same

When you see your own

It’s easy to place all of the blame

On a life with phones

Not to write a myth

But some one I was with

Just disappeared

The results we feared!

We sit across from each other

And talk like we’re fruits in a tree

But what does it cost to recover

The loss of our true melodies

Oh pleas!

How does it feel to get old

But you didn’t go blind?

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