View From the Mirror Songtext
von The Coral

The last one guys

The room is warm
Thread on a table
The old lady sleeps in a chair

The lamp is dim
Lace ties the curtains
The scissors dangle down a hatch


The tea′s gone cold
In her china cup
The cat's curled up by the fire

Behind the dog
A persistent sleep
She keeps a lifetime locked away

Her mother′s voice
That goes through the past
She cuts the roses to the ground

A book is closed
Her mouth slightly open
The floorboards creak in the hall