eyes, the dawn of eyes are near
each word you speak they hear
they know your darkest fears
dreams, your dreams are wild
a woman takes your child
your life moves out of style
I can't grasp the images of my perspective
moving side by side in reality, a mental maze playing with my
mentality
try to hold on to the images long enough to understand
that who I thought I was isn't really who I am
somewhere I lost the key
the keys of my universe, the keys that could set me free
perpetual motion waving through oceans
lost myself through a hidden devotion
emotions drained me till I was dry
and then I found myself gazing distantly into the dawn of eyes
eyes, the dawn of eyes are near
each word you speak they hear
they know your darkest fears
dreams, your dreams are wild
a woman takes your child
your life turns to the mild
eyes, the dawn of eyes are near
each word you speak they hear
they know your darkest fears
dreams, your dreams are wild
a woman takes your child
your life moves out of style
eyes, the dawn of eyes is here
each word you think they feel
is the illusion really real
words by Michael Busbee, music by Mark Austin copyright 1995
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