Mirror Images (2006 Digital Remaster)

If I'm the mirror and you're the image

Then what's the secret between the two

These me and you 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

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