The Scale

The Scale
I have a sequin for an eye
Pick a rose and hide my face
This is the bandit's life
It comes and goes and then's the breaks
Under a molten sky, beyond the road, we lie in wait
You think they know us now?
Wait 'til the stars come out
You'll see that

Well, I made you and now I take you back
It's too late but today I can define the lack
I made you and now I take you back
Sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
My sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
I can still feel it when you lie
Pick a rose just to hide my face
Well, if there's something I should know
I seek no science when there is no shape
Under a molten sky, let the days collide
Well, I made you and now I take you back
Sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
My sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
La canción 'The Scale' de Interpol transporta al oyente a un mundo de misterio y emoción, con versos que pintan imágenes vívidas en la mente. El yo lírico parece ser un ser enigmático, con un ojo cubierto por lentejuelas, que vive una vida de bandido donde todo fluye y luego se rompe...