Tragic Lovers - Glacier Lyrics

Twinkle of an eye, caught in the shadow
Of a furrowed brow, half-hearted smile
A scene from a play, seen from afar
Soft on the eyes, hard on the heart
Twinkle of an eye, caught in the shadow
Of a furrowed brow, half-hearted smile

Years upon years, laid end on end
All the myth of the parade
Cut from the ice or well-worn stone
Worn down to skin and bone
Years upon years, laid end on end
All the myth of the parade

"Hold your own hands now
Bend your back for ours"

All these forms that we fill
For others' eyes or approval
Bind us wholly into shape
Reflections we can't recognize

Twist of the blade, caught in the light
Wink of any eye, without spite
Accomplices all when we hold
Each other in our own eyes
Twist of the blade, caught in the light
Wink of any eye, without spite

"Hold your own hands now
Bend your back for ours"

All these forms that we fill
For others' eyes or approval
Bind us wholly into shape
Reflections we can't recognize