Luyện nghe bài hát Mirror Images (live)

If I'm the and you're the image
what's the secret between the two?
These and 'You's, how many can there be?
Oh, I mind all that around the place
As long as you keep it away from me

I've begun to regret that we ever met the dimensions
It gets such a strain to that the change
Is anything but cheap your infant pique
And angst pretensions, sometimes you act like a creep

And now I'm standing in the corner, at the room and the furniture
In cheap of alienation and grief
And now we're to the kitchen, fix ourselves a drink and a cigarette
no closer to being the joker or thief

Who's a who's the thief
Who's a joker who's the

Still, I reflect, this nervous wreck who stands me
Can see as well, can surely tell he's not yet free
He can turn aside but can no more me
Than which one of us is he
tell what we are going to be, than know which one of is me

Take the mirror away, take the mirror
Take the mirror
I know it's gone but the real one will stay