I sit two stories above the street
It's awful quiet here since love fell asleep
There's life down below me though
The kids are walking home from school

Some long ago when we were taught
That for whatever kind of puzzle you got
You just stick the right formula in
A solution for every fool

I remember the time when I came so close to you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring 'cause I never was cool
What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated

Oh, I just sit up in the house and resist
And not be seen until I cease to exist
A kind of conscientious objection
A kind of dodging the draft

The boy and girl are holding hands on the street
And I don't want to but I think you just wait
It's more than just eye to eye
Learn the things I could never apply

I remember the time when I came so close with you
I let everything go it seemed the only truth
And I bought you that ring, it seemed the thing to do

What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So what makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated

Oh, I'm just a mirror of a mirror myself
All the things that I do
And the next time I fall I'm gonna have to recall
It's isn't love it's only something new

I sit two stories above the street
It's awful quiet here since love fell asleep
There's life down below me though
The kids are walking home from school

I remember the time when I came so close with you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring 'cause I never was cool

What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So what makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
The least complicated
The least complicated


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    General Commenti like this song a lot. im surprised that theres only one comment for it. its just such a nice mellow sweet song. reminiscing about stuff. i like this song because it emphasizes simplicity. least complicated. no drama or pretention or analysis necessary. no stupid formulas for how to get close to someone like those found in stupid girly mags and all. just be. im just a mirror of a mirror myself. i dont understand all the lyrics though...im not sure what the ring represents. my first instinct is to think wedding ring, but traditionally, the guy gives it. but theres stuff about hiding in this song. sitting in the house, and resisting and staying hidden. away from the street that love has already left. she doesnt feel ready yet...before i think she was one of the people included in the "boy and girl are holding hands in the street." but after she broke up with whoever she's singing to, the street got empty of love, and now shes hiding two stories above. and she doesnt want to go back to the street to reopen her wounds. she cant start clean slated and risk love and all that again as if nothing had happened, so therefore she's conscienciously objecting and dodging the love draft lol. so she has to learn to love again. but she sits there watching above it all, seeing hte kids of the next generation in the street doign what she had done, go through teh whole relationship heartbreak thing just like she had. but shes afraid to dive in again and tries to reason and analyze, but then realizes that love is the least complicated emotion, though its hard to learn again. its sweet.
    so thats my take on the song. someone want to expand, agree or contradict me? :) a great song
    PRtwilight85on May 10, 2003   Link

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