Iron I an Eye Songtext
von Mecano

Nonsense drives forward in clashing blind walls
Step by step on the surface of my floor
Where a landscape starts and returns
I sightsee in monotony
By way of rehearsal for outdoor life
I have nothing to do with me
′Cause Iron I prefer a few feet square
To live on and deliberate
Upon the profit of global séances
On losing myself in reverie.


Some sense drives backwards
While talking to the wall
An Iron I for an eye
To the trotters I declared blind
Where Antarctica evoked on the parquet
Makes room for another image
By way of choosing for indoor life
I've to know all continental limits
Iron I divide my love in a cube
Get circled in my shade
With the corners as companion
We laugh echoes at any rate.