[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