C# Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find easily Fm More than sufficient doubt that these colors you see A#m Were picked in advance by some careful hand F# G# With an absolute concept of beauty C# They are smeared and these blurs come in random order Fm To color the eyes of your former lovers A#m Hers were green like July except when she cried F# G# They were red C# Now I know a disease that these doctors canʼt treat Fm You contract it the day you accept all you see A#m Is a mirror and a mirror is all it can be F# G# A reflection of something weʼre missing C# And language just happened, it was never planned Fm And itʼs inadequate to describe where I am A#m In the room of my house where the light has never been F# G# Waiting for this day to end F# G# And these clocks keep unwinding and completely ignore Fm A#m Everything that we hate or adore F# G# Once the page of a calendar is turned itʼs no more Fm A#m So tell me then, what was it for? F# G# C# Oh tell me, what was it for?