The Nelson Highrise (Sector 2: The Mirror)

This is a national anthem
From the flip-side of the empire

Hand on my heart
Heart on the sleeve of the constitution

Sinking right into a mirror
Leaving reflections on it's surface

Caught in a kind of radio-beacon
That's sending out signals
Transmitting them backwards

Hey, tell me it's true
Is this the other side of u
Worlds gonna change
With a move in your face
Do I still walk on the same structure?

Hey, what do we know
Releasing arrows over cosmic meadows?

Nothing is real
Even iron or steel
Melting gently in the cold structure

Watching your face thru' a peephole
As I lean against the door

Can't understand what you say but I think that you're calling my name
Leaving the ones I loved is like leaving the one they want me to be

Making decisions
In real-time-precision
As millions of sailors
In parallel worlds

Hey, tell me it's true
Is this the other side of u
Worlds gonna change
With a move in your face
Do I still walk on the same structure?

Hey, what do we know
Releasing arrows over cosmic meadows?

Nothing is real
Even iron or steel
Melting gently in the cold structure

Everybody walks this side of the run-way
Everybody hopes to get off the trap
All we really like is to groove with emotion
Waiting for the airline to lift us up...

Everybody walks this side of the run-way
Everybody hopes to get off the trap
All we really like is to groove with emotion
Waiting for the airline to lift us up...

Hey, tell me it's true
Is this the other side of you
Worlds gonna change
With a move in your face
Do I still walk on the same structure?

Hey, what do we know
Releasing arrows over cosmic meadows?

Nothing is real
Even iron or steel
Melting gently in the cold structure