Scale, A Mirror, And These Indifferent Clocks Lyrics - Fevers & Mirrors - Bright Eyes

Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will 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 cant 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 were missing 

And language just happened, it was never planned 

And its inadequate to describe where I am in the room of my house 

Where the light has 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 

Its no more, so tell me then, what was it for? Oh tell me, what was it for?