(Ah)
(In the reflective age)
Trapped in a prison, in a prism of light
Alone in the darkness, darkness of white
We fell in love, alone on a stage
In the reflective age
Entre la nuit
La nuit et l'aurore
Entre le royaume
Des vivants et des morts
If this is heaven
I don't know what it's for
If I can't find you there
I don't care
I thought I found a way to enter
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
I thought I found the connector
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
Now, the signals we send are deflected again
We're still connected, but are we even friends?
We fell in love when I was 19
And now we're staring at a screen
Entre la nuit
La nuit et l'aurore
Entre le royaume
Des vivants et des morts
If this is heaven
I need something more
Just a place to be alone
'Cause you're my home
I thought I found a way to enter
It's just a Reflektor, (just a Reflektor)
I thought I found the connector
It's just a Reflektor, (just a Reflektor)
Just a Reflektor
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
(Reflektor)
Just a Reflektor
Just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (it's just a Reflektor)
(Reflektor)
Just a Reflektor
Just a Reflektor
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
(Ah, ah)
Just a reflection
Of a reflection
Of a reflection
Of a reflection
Of a reflection, ah
Will I see you on the other side?
(It's just a Reflektor)
We all got things to hide
(Just a Reflektor)
Just a reflection (a reflection)
Of a reflection (of a reflection)
Of a reflection (of a reflection)
Of a reflection (of a reflection)
Of a reflection (of a reflection), ah
Will I see you on the other side?
(It's just a Reflektor)
We all got things to hide
(Just a Reflektor)
(Alright, let's go back)
Our song, it skips, on little silver discs
Our love is plastic, we'll break it to bits
I want to break free
But will they break me
Down, down, down?
Don't mess around
I thought I found a way to enter
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
I thought I found the connector
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor, ooh
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
Thought you were praying to the resurrector
Turns out it was just a Reflektor
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
Thought you were praying to the resurrector
Turns out it was just a Reflektor
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
Thought you were praying to the resurrector
Turns out it was just a Reflekt—
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
It's just a Reflektor (just a Reflektor)
Just a Reflektor
Just a Reflektor
Just a Reflektor
Will I see you on the other side?
Just a Reflektor
Ah, will I see you on the other side?
(Reflektor, Reflektor, Reflektor)
(See you on the other side)
We all got things to hide
(Reflektor, Reflektor, just a Reflektor)
Just a Reflektor
Will I see you on the, other side?
About This Song
"Reflektor" is a sprawling meditation on authenticity and connection in an age of digital surfaces and manufactured experiences. The song explores the disorienting nature of modern life, where genuine human connection becomes increasingly difficult to distinguish from mere reflection-whether through social media, entertainment, or the performative aspects of contemporary existence. Win Butler's lyrics weave between English and French, creating a sense of displacement that mirrors the song's central theme of being trapped "in a prism of light," caught between reality and its distorted reflections. The track's disco-funk groove, heavily influenced by Haitian rhythms and produced with James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem, creates an ironic danceability that underscores the song's examination of how we seek meaning through spectacle and performance. The "reflective age" Butler references speaks to our era's obsession with image and surface, where even love and spiritual connection can feel mediated and artificial. The repeated refrain "It's just a Reflektor" becomes both a dismissal and a lament-recognizing that what we think is transcendent or real might simply be another illusion bouncing back at us. The song's seven-minute runtime allows it to build into an almost hypnotic mantra, capturing the cyclical nature of searching for authenticity in a world of endless mirrors. It resonated with listeners as a prescient commentary on social media culture and digital alienation, arriving just as these themes were becoming central to contemporary anxiety.
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