[ti:A Scale, a Mirror, and These Indifferent Clocks]
[ar:bright eyes]
[al:Fevers and Mirrors]

[00:00.49]A Scale, a Mirror, and These Indifferent Clocks
[00:01.49]bright eyes
[00:01.59]edit by A-guu
[00:02.04]Here is a scale.
[00:02.18]Weigh it out and you will find,easily,
[00:04.88]more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see
[00:10.14]were picked in advance by some careful hand
[00:14.29]with an absolute concept of beauty.
[00:18.50]They are smeared and these blurs come in random order
[00:22.99]to color the eyes of your former lovers.
[00:26.97]Hers were green like July except when she cried
[00:31.27]they were red.
[00:35.20]Now I know a disease that these Doctors can't treat.
[00:39.80]You contract it the day you accept all you see
[00:43.85]is a mirror and a mirror is all it can be.
[00:48.49]A reflection of something we're missing.
[00:52.76]And language just happened, it was never planned,
[00:57.06]and it's inadequate to describe where I am
[01:01.78]in the room of my house
[01:03.71]where the light has never been
[01:06.22]waiting for this day to end.
[01:10.35]And these clocks keep unwinding
[01:12.59]and completely ignore
[01:15.07]everything that we hate or adore.
[01:19.37]Once the page of a calendar is turned it's no more.
[01:24.21]So tell me then,
[01:25.35]what was it for?
[01:28.35]Oh tell me,
[01:29.75]what was it for?
[01:32.14]edit by A-guu