Countless nights I used to spend
In those halls of mirrors
Now I'm singing my lament
There was nothing I held dearer
Than the sparkle and the glimmer
I smiled at your pretence
Thinking I played the same game
Ignored the signs of decadence
Some price to pay for my fame
Lights and reflections
Desire and attractions
Bubbles in the glass
A measure for your class
The gleam within your eyes
Is covering your lies
Sometimes I laugh about
Sometimes I find myself crying
For all the casualties of champagne
Empty bottles and drunken dreams
Are all that remain
And the casualties of champagne
The casualties of champagne
Every glass can be filled to the brim
Drain it or it will overflow
Give in to your every whim
The boys will put on their best show
Praise the veneer, sing a hymn
To the goddess of the petty and the shallow
But when the reflection is blinding
And the sparkle fades in the dark
The curse of your conscience is binding
The aftermath of it all is so stark
Love you hoped to be finding
But the sex didn't leave a mark
Today I'm feeling remorse
Today I feel a longing
For all the casualties of champagne
Empty bottles and drunken dreams
Are all that remain
And the casualties of champagne
The casualties of champagne
Jean Christopher: I once said to Francis: 'Go and write a song about fame' and of course he comes up with this! A sort of warning, an anti-decadence song. (Laughs.) Not quite what I had in mind.
Francis O'Neal: Well...I guess it's a bit of a cautionary tale. (Laughs.)
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Of Tesla and Tiaras: The lyrics of Synthetic Symphonies
PuisiThe Mirror Walker universe is full of music and Synthetic Symphonies are one of the bands which provide its soundtrack. Creators of electronic beats and thoughtful lyrics, Francis O'Neal and Jean Christopher are known for continuously re-inventing t...
