Mirrors and Fevers - Bright Eyes

I was cold in a dream

Somewhere close to the surface

Between the ice and the stream

There is three inches of air

So I swam towards the light

I let my breath get there first

When I opened my eyes

I saw myself in the mirror

And I knew I would do like my father has done

Yes, we will never break from these chains

Your life is gonna course like a history book

Don’t be frightened of turning the page

Cause it’s is all the same

It will always be the same