Skin
Icehouse Lyrics


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The masquerader in the mirror
Appears to be a certain stranger to me
He slips a film of glow through glow on his hand
And paints my features where his face ought to be
Young flesh, young frame
Slow pulse, no pain
Inside my fit on skin
Sometimes I wonder just where to begin
I need action
Inside my fit on skin
I make a novel of everything
It's like fiction
Inside my fit on skin
Another side of my twin

The face he fits is unmistakably mine
Without a trace he leaves the scene of the crime




The story always reads exactly the same
I need my live protection all the time

Overall Meaning

The song "Skin" by Icehouse is a haunting and introspective reflection on identity, self-discovery, and the fine line between reality and illusion. The lyrics speak to a sense of disconnect from oneself, as the masquerader in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger who paints the singer's features where his own face should be. The paradoxical image of the "film of glow" slipping through the glow on his hand suggests a kind of spiritual or metaphysical possession, as if the stranger in the mirror has a power over the singer's physical form.


The ambiguity of the pronouns ("his face," "my twin") and the recurring theme of duality ("another side," "young flesh, young frame") add to the sense of disorientation and instability. The singer is trapped inside his own "fit on skin," unable to differentiate between reality and the "novel" of his own perceptions. The longing for action and live protection speaks to a desire for self-actualization and a sense of control over one's own destiny.


Overall, "Skin" is a powerful meditation on the fluidity of identity and the constant struggle to understand oneself in a world that is constantly changing and uncertain.


Line by Line Meaning

The masquerader in the mirror
Unknown reflection in the looking glass


Appears to be a certain stranger to me
Seems unfamiliar, like an unknown entity


He slips a film of glow through glow on his hand
Adding a layer of brightness to the existing facade


And paints my features where his face ought to be
Projects a fake image of me


Young flesh, young frame
Youthful body


Slow pulse, no pain
No heart rate, no feeling


Inside my fit on skin
The sensation felt within my own skin


Sometimes I wonder just where to begin
Pondering where to start, what to do


I need action
Craving movement and excitement


It's like fiction
Seems unreal, like a made-up story


I make a novel of everything
Creating elaborate stories from mundane events


Another side of my twin
An alternative version of myself


The face he fits is unmistakably mine
The imitation is identical to my appearance


Without a trace he leaves the scene of the crime
Departs unnoticed without a trace


The story always reads exactly the same
The narrative is unchanged and repetitive


I need my live protection all the time
Continuous protection from outside forces is necessary




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ROD DAVIES

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Comments from YouTube:

jamie foyers

Best thing about the early 80's and all these bands starting out was that it had to be that 2:30 to 3minute song...everything in their...guitars, synths and lyrics. Shame that songs got longer and the meanings became more diluted over time really. I still think that "quick" and to the point pop songs are the better ones. Bit like shooting stars...they burn briefly but you never forget them!.

Tara Coghill

Thanks so much for uploading this!!!!! :)

Patrick

Would love to know if there is complete video of this show. Hard to find 1981-82 live footage.

Jamesh Debono

Is that Gary Numan.....????

Adam Bright

+Jamesh Debono No, Its Iva Davies

numbynumb

ha! You know what this song's about.

Aus80sRockRadio

@Adam Bright Way better than Gary Numan.

Bev ODonnell

@numbynumb What do you think it’s about?

numbynumb

@Bev ODonnell It's about Experiment IV

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