I’ve been listening to this song a lot lately. Driving to The Home Depot. Running an errand to Wal-Mart. To work and back. I can’t wait to get back in the Jeep, plug in the iPod, and scroll over my playlists to find Scratch My Back and “Mirrorball.”
And I wish someone could tell me what this song is about. All I know is that I love the strings and the lyrics are hauntingly moving. Although not in the beginning/middle/end sense, “Mirrorball” seems to be a story. And it seems like the kiss—not a kiss, but the kiss—is central to the story. He begins with the kind of kiss that “wouldn’t wake a baby”. This kiss is lifeless and void. It’s a forehead kiss. However, through kartharsis and awakening the hurried city streets metamorph into an empty stage, noisy sirens become like violins, the moon is made into a mirrorball—the world is suddenly brand new and life a dance. And finally, in this awakening, the two are able to share a kiss “like we invented it.” And between the two kisses all we know is that everything changed. Everything.