Ferment the Gerat

With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach disappearing from under me
And when my mirror speaks it never minces words
'Cause these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
'Cause I'm a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head with nothing on either end

I always fall in love with an open door or the horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones who are standing right infront of me
And then my mirror speaks with irreverence like a soldier I can't command
As if it see's the frightened child in the body of a full grown man
And he's a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head with nothing on either end
There's nothing on the ends

A new position for a different view
But nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I am standing face to face
With a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head with nothing on either end

I'm a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head with nothing on either end
'Cause I'm a man who hides from all that binds in a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head with nothing on either end
There's nothing on the ends
No, there's nothing on the ends

Death Cab for Cutie - My Mirror Speaks