Figure 8

Something snide in the way the sunshine's hiding from view
The way a life, a young man's life is taken away, much too soon

I don't mind
The doctor says I'll be the first one of my kind
Before I die
They say they're going to make a perfect copy
Except it won't be a
Broken one like me
Yeah

History made on the day we're introduced, I'm afraid
To meet myself, to shake his hand what could there be for us to say

I don't mind
The doctor says that we'rе the first ones of our kind
I won't cry
The onе who's dying falls away to make room
For the favorite son who
Lives cause he was made

I don't mind
The doctor says we are the first ones of our kind
I won't cry
With the whole world watching figure eight and I

Don't know why
The day I met my heir and all that I could say
It's your life now
The circles closing in, it seems
The copy will go on living
A lonley figure eight...