Mirrors
death.by.design Lyrics


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With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath

And when my mirror speaks it never minces words
Because these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And 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
With a horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones who were standing right in front of me

And then my mirror speaks with irreverence
Like a soldier I can't command
It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man

And he's a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines

And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
There's nothing on either end

A new position for a different view
And nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I am standing face to face

With a man who hides from all that binds
And 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
And 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

Overall Meaning

In "Mirrors," death.by.design describes the feeling of being disconnected from oneself and one's surroundings. The song begins with the singer feeling like a stranger in his own life, with his sense of stability and identity eroding away like a beach being consumed by the tide. The metaphorical mirror serves as a reminder of the singer's physical decay and loss of youthful vitality, as well as a reflection on his emotional emptiness. He acknowledges his tendency to fall in love with the idea of an open horizon rather than the tangible relationships in his life, which underscores his sense of being disconnected.


As the song progresses, the mirror becomes increasingly irreverent and confrontational, pointing out the dissonance between the singer's body and emotional age. The singer describes himself as a "full-grown man" with a "child" inside, which speaks to the theme of arrested development and emotional immaturity. The tangled thread inside the singer's head serves as a metaphor for the incoherence of his thoughts, and the lack of resolution or conclusion at the end of the thread is indicative of a sense of existential confusion.


Ultimately, "Mirrors" is a poignant reflection on the tension between the desire for freedom and the fear of intimacy and connection. The singer is caught between the lure of the unknown horizon and the gravity of his past and present relationships, unable to fully commit to either. The metaphor of the mirror underscores the singer's self-consciousness and self-doubt, and serves as a reminder that he can only run from himself for so long.


Line by Line Meaning

With every sun that sets I am feeling more
As each day ends, I feel increasingly


Like a stranger on a foreign shore
Like someone who doesn't belong in their own life


With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath
Like the ground beneath me is constantly slipping away


And when my mirror speaks it never minces words
My reflection shows me the harsh reality without sugarcoating it


Because these eyes don't shine half as bright
My eyes lack the spark and vitality they used to have


As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
For a long time now


Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds
Because I avoid anything that holds me down


And a mess of fading lines
And my life is a jumbled mess


And there's a tangled thread inside my head
And my thoughts are all tangled up


With nothing on either end
But they lead nowhere


I always fall in love with an open door
I chase after the unattainable


With a horizon on an endless sea
Something that is always out of reach


As I look around the ones who were standing right in front of me
Ignoring the people who are already there for me


And then my mirror speaks with irreverence
My reflection doesn't care about my feelings


Like a soldier I can't command
It's a force beyond my control


It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man
It highlights how immature and lost I still am


And he's a man who hides from all that binds
Just like me, he avoids anything that holds him back


A new position for a different view
Trying a different perspective


And nothing changes but the slightest hues
But nothing really changes, just minor variations


And I am standing face to face
And I am confronting


With a man who hides from all that binds
A reflection of myself


And a mess of fading lines
Lost and confused


And there's a tangled thread inside his head
Just like me, his thoughts are scattered


With nothing on either end
With no real direction


I'm a man who hides from all that binds
I avoid anything that holds me back


And a mess of fading lines
And my life is a mess


And there's a tangled thread inside my head
My thoughts are all tangled up


With nothing on either end
But they lead nowhere


There's nothing on the ends
There's nothing waiting for me




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management
Written by: BENJAMIN GIBBARD, NICHOLAS HARMER

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