The Black Angels - Wilderness of Mirrors
Lyrics:
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
Searching, looking
Losing, finding
I love how you give me your
Sleight of hand and misdirection
Trickery and deception
Searching, finding
Open your eyes
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
Misguided information
Intro- and retrospection
Searching, looking
Losing, finding
I love how you bring me yours
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Resembles this one:
Lyrics:
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
Searching, looking
Losing, finding
I love how you give me your
Sleight of hand and misdirection
Trickery and deception
Searching, finding
Open your eyes
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
Misguided information
Intro- and retrospection
Searching, looking
Losing, finding
I love how you bring me yours
In the wilderness of mirrors
Through the forest of delusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Living in the clearing of confusion
In the wilderness of mirrors
Resembles this one:
“World War III is a guerrilla information war with no division between military and civilian participation.” — Marshall McLuhan, from Culture Is Our Business, 1970