Tapers

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I am an image on your wall Painted over and dissolved By an empty ring of dial tones In a chorus of unanswered phones A blinding light covers the scene A flash that forces you to freeze And stay captured on a piece of film Unbothered and completely still [Pre-Chorus] And it's in my mind And it's you I find In a place to hide And it's gone-- [Chorus] And it's only when you're with me that I cannot see your face If words could come out clearer you'd be nowhere near this place But you're right here on tape And it'll nevеr get away [Verse 2] The cold harsh lights fill the room An opеn chasm straight to you If you fall you won't be coming back Inside here is completely black Fixture hung above your bed The shattered glass, the light goes dead And the room is empty once again It's quiet on the other end Nothing's different, nothing's changed I am here, I am the same And the walls are slowly closing in The room is getting dark again Eyes that tremble, eyes that stare And cut through every painted layer She sees you as you really are She's looking for an open door In all the sounds, you disappear An empty smile feels more sincere A shadow cast from end to end The words are sounding clear again It slowly drips until it dries A photo left for me to find And now it's hung up on the wall Forever hung up on my wall [Pre-Chorus] And it's hard to find Cause it's dark inside Every word you cried It's still here [Chorus] And it only felt this empty cause you're gone with out a trace Was it worth the years of waiting, just to wilt and suffocate? It feels so cold and icy, they will stare at you, appalled It wasn't mine to take, but it was a gift to us all And she's right here on tape Yeah, she's right here on tape [Instrumental] [Outro, Clive Wearing and Deborah Wearing] You're the first human beings I've seen, the three of you. Two men and one lady. The first pe– people I've seen since I've been ill. No difference between day and night. No thoughts at all. No dreams. Day and night, the same – blank. Precisely like death Is it very hard? No. It's exactly the same as being dead, which is not difficult, is it? To be dead is easy. You don't do anything at all. You can't do anything when you are dead. It's been the same. Exactly Do you miss your old life? Yes. But I've never been conscious to think that. So I've never been bored or upset. I've never been anything at all, it's exactly the same as death. No dreams, even. Day and night, the same When you miss your old life, you say "Yes, I miss my old life," what do you miss? The fact that I was a musician. And in love