Think I'd like to climb down in a hole
Down in the bottom of the world below
Twist myself back out of sight
Looking glass says have a look inside
Drink a little bottle and I disappear
Smaller I grow smaller all my fears
I can fit inside the heart of anywhere
Looking glass blues and I don't care
Time ticks backwards and the day is null
Borrowing dreams from a burying ground
Stranded on a chessboard I can't move
And I don't even want to sing these backwards blues
Backwards blues
Backwards blues
What can you see through a looking glass
The opposite of everything that you can't have
You can't have
Good or bad
I see what exists outside myself
The absence of something that I know too well
Now the fear is reaching like a hand in a glove
The ugliest thing inside a heart you can think of
I walk through a keyhole big as the sun
Past all meanings and the things we've done
Counterfeit soul with an infant brain
Cos that's how we gonna get along today
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APPEARS ON:
Charlotte Gainsbourg: IRM
YEAR RELEASED:
2009
LENGTH:
2:22
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
ENGINEERED BY:
Darrell Thorp
Drew Brown
ASSISTANT ENGINEER:
Rouble Kapoor
Wes Seidman
PERFORMERS:
Charlotte Gainsbourg
Vocals
Beck Hansen
Guitar
Bram Inscore
Bass
Joey Waronker
Drums
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