Between the Buried and Me - Specular Reflection [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Prospect #1]

A twisted crash... vibrations forming my personal currency
A lifeline... a sweatbox, the linear mind as one
Who would have thought?
This distant face...
Distant life... never before seen
Deep sleep in deep sea
Nerves are torn from their ends
Distant life... never before seen
Deep sleep in deep sea
Nerves are torn from their ends
It has been three nights and still the puzzle is cut by a shaky hand
Carved out of improper materials... imperfect directions
A crushing sound soon awakes
Where am I?
The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life...
A crushing sound soon awakes
Where am I?
The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life...
The life I fled... the grip I loosened
It has all caused an even pressure. The kind they show us on our screens
I've become what I've force-fed my entire life... a drifter's dream... a loner's mind
Wanting what they have... their perfect smiles and heartless lusts
On night four, they come back
Awakening a new life
Over and over... like I've been there before
Living and breathing, but still choking
A mirror stares back. I contort like the wheels in my head...
On night four, they come back
Awakening a new life
Over and over... like I've been there before
Living and breathing, but still choking
A mirror stares back
Still nothing happens. Please wake up

[Prospect #2]

I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in
I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in
I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in, breathe in
The reality chases and catches up on actual alertness
I'm awake... a daydream... alone. Silence
This is the last few years rolled into one instance
I need something new

I jerk back in and out of a daydream self
A backwards day... water surrounds
A cool breeze wrapping its smell around my skin
I jerk back in and out of a daydream self
A backwards day... water surrounds
A cool breeze wrapping its smell around my skin
The midday siren awakes what was a false idea of sleep
Daydream society. Walking past what we used to see

Beginning again
Beginning again
Walking into a certain state of...
Walking into a certain state of suffocation
Walking into a certain state of suffocation
Walking into...
Confusion surrounds... day after day
The questions I face... the dealings I deal
Do I complete me? Do I complete humanity?
This day will determine it all

[Prospects #1 and #2]

Mirror stares back again. I contort like the wheels in my head...
Still nothing ever happens. Please wake up
Mirror stares back again
I contort like the wheels in my head...
Still nothing ever happens
Please wake up