Aztec Camera. Backwards & Forwards. Zeneszám

Craze my hair and shine my shoes
And kiss the kiss that I could lose
And I looked at what I have
And I have one wish
And I looked back in your eyes
And there were two words
Backwards and forwards

Here lies the essence of my peers
Handshakes, hellos and golden years
See it smiling through its teeth
It's the whore who has to die
Unhappy underneath
And it's long learned not to show it
Get backwards or forwards

How come when I'm gone I get the blues?
Or something special that I might confuse
With getting gifts I'm not at liberty to use
It's cold to the touch and older than I know
And when the world's with me too much
I say she comes and then it goes

Could completeness still appeal
To one who thinks what he should feel?
And it stares me in the face
And holds me speechless
And I look back in your eyes
And see your eyes gaze
See your eyes gaze into mine for ever