Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mirror Images, artist - Peter Hammill. Album song PH7, in the genre Прогрессивный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Mirror Images |
If I’m the mirror and you’re the image |
then what’s the secret between the two, |
these «me"s and «you"s, how many can there be? |
Oh, I don’t mind all that around the place, |
as long as you keep it |
well away from me. |
I’ve begun to regret |
that we ever met between the dimensions. |
It gets such a strain |
to pretend that the change is anything but cheap; |
with your infant pique and your angst pretensions |
sometimes you act like such a creep. |
And now I’m standing in the corner, |
looking at the room and the furniture |
in cheap imitation of alienation and grief. |
And now we’re going to the kitchen, |
fix ourselves a drink and a cigarette, |
getting no closer to being the joker or thief. |
Still, I reflect, |
this nervous wreck who stands before me |
can see as well, |
can surely tell that he’s not yet free; |
he can turn aside, but can no more ignore me |
than know which one of us is he, |
than tell what we are going to be, |
than know which one of us is me. |
And now we’re going to the kitchen, |
fix ourselves a drink and a cigarette, |
getting no closer to being the joker or thief. |
These mirror images, |
these mirror images won’t stay, |
these mirror images go away, |
these mirror images are no help. |
In these mirror images of myself |
there are no secrets. |