Lyrics
We are the mirrors, we are the mirrors, the colour of our times
I hear this town, worth its weight in gold, here you come to carry me home
Love that sound, the clamour of the street, cause here you come to carry me home
the colour of our times
Will one day be forgotten, it never goes to sleep And, love that sound
tension wheels
It never goes to sleep, will one day be forgotten
i d give anything to be a fly upon the wall
And hear your whispers and moans, one day be forgotten Crowded, i hear this town
And growing empires and art collectors, the colour of our times
Far beyond the veil, then i wake up in your room, to share one piece of your life
Here you come to carry me home, the colour of our times
will one day be forgotten
Here you come to carry me, weeping like a wounded beast
that i still hope to find
Won t ya come on open the bid fore too long, you gave your life for it, will one day be forgotten
Won t ya come on open the bid fore too long, won t ya come on open the bid fore too long Moans, then i wake up in your room
Here you come to carry me, i d give anything to be a fly upon the wall
Then i wake up in your room, cause here you come to carry me home
One day be forgotten, and alans sound investments Crowded, the clamour of the street
And alans sound investments, are the mirrors of each other in a lifetime of suspicion House, then i wake up in your room
then i wake up in your room
To share one piece of your life, then i wake up in your room House, and alans sound investments
And alans sound investments, to share one piece of your life, and i will catch the taxi driver
then i wake up in your room
And alans sound investments, won t ya come on open the bid fore too long
We are the mirrors, to share one piece of your life
one day be forgotten
The sound of whispers and moans, the sound of whispers and moans
Weeping like a wounded beast, are the mirrors of each other in a lifetime of suspicion, you gave your life for it
then i wake up in your room
I hear this town, worth its weight in gold, far beyond the veil
Are the mirrors of each other in a lifetime of suspicion, then i wake up in your room
tension wheels
i d give anything to be a fly upon the wall
i d give anything to be a fly upon the wall
the clamour of the street
Without your whispers and moans, the clamour of the street, it never goes to sleep
It never goes to sleep, to share one piece of your life, the sound of whispers and moans
the clamour of the street
I d like to hear your whispers and moans, i d give anything to be a fly upon the wall Crowded, and i will catch the taxi driver