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wanna get my take?
i think you’re alright
we deal in feelings
we think alike
intricate patterns
shift in the dark
we catch their meaning
we call it art
we run in parallel
we’re synchronized
birds of a feather
two of a kind
let’s merge our madness
our hearts combined
speaking the same words
at the same time
wanna be my mirror image?
a perfect replica
wanna be my mirror image?
the two identical
you heard the gossip
about us two
you saw it coming
you always knew
which one’s a double?
which one is true?
all scuffed and beat up
a carbon copy
torn from my skin
you took my spirit
you broke it in
you traced my image
but cut too close
can’t tell the difference
between us
you wanna be my mirror image?
a perfect replica
wanna be my mirror image?
the two identical
a double crosser
lurking in my
mirror image
there’s an answer in the glass
a secret in the pane
it’s been there since you first appeared
it’s shouting through the frame
which is left and which is right?
the compass isn’t clear
the moral code reads in reverse
the letters backwards here
is this our fate?
to run in shadows cast by each other's light?
the speed of light and vantage point to dictate who is right?
take a chance, we’ll count to three
and hammer through the glass
we’ll see which side the fragments fall
and let the judgement pass
we’re through the glass now
i turn to face you, you turn around
my lips curve up while yours turn down
do you think my smile controls your frown?
can’t you see?
i’ve always been your friend?
i’ve always been your friend?
so what am i to you?
what am i to you?
you’ll never be my mirror image
a perfect replica
never be my mirror image
the two identical
Very complex neo-classical music. This has lots of layers to it, and sounds at times discordant, but I like it more with each listen. This band requires some patience, but I think you get rewarded for that patience. Found in Ed Buckley's collection. Roy Meerkamper