Doppelgänger from Eaves by Forever House

And rounder versions of ourselves
Were selling poltergeists for kindergeld
You said, the market’s awful good for spooking now

And I was spooked, I must confess
When a specter of your ordinariness
Came wafting down and perched upon my neck

I went down to pawn off some epiphanies
They laughed and said I ought to try at Tiffany’s

And sadder songs than we could know
Were getting trussed up for the rodeo
You said, it’s not the same when it’s not in stereo

Oh my darling Doppelgänger
Is it true you’re pretty tough
I could hang you out to dry forever
And it wouldn’t be enough

And glockenspiels of skin and bones
Were feeding lustily on quarter tones
You said, isn’t it lovely to be young and lovely and alone

And pretty girls in old man shoes
Were riffing on a Wienerwalzer blues
You said, you’ve lost the only thing you had to lose

Oh my darling Doppelgänger
Who’s the real one, you or me?
And if all our dreaming lives are better
How can we ever hope to be free?

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