A Scale, A Mirror, And Those Indifferent Clocks - Bright Eyes (明亮的眼睛)
Here is a scale
Weigh it out and you'll find easily
More than sufficient doubt
That these colors you see
Were picked in advance
By some careful hand
With an absolute concept of beauty
They are smeared and these blurs
Come in random order
And they color the eyes
Of your former lovers
Hers were green like July
Except when she cried they were red
Now I know a disease
That these doctors can't treat
You contract on the day
You accept all you see
Is a mirror and a mirror
Is all it can be
A reflection of something
We're missing
And language just happened
It was never planned
And it's inadequate to describe
Where I am
In the room of my house
Where the light's never been
Waiting for this day to end
And these clocks keep unwinding
And completely ignore
Everything that we hate or adore
Once the page of a calendar
Is turned it's no more
So tell me then
What was it for
Oh tell me
What was it for
