When I close my eyes... I can see for miles. There`s comfort in my dark seat... and chaos in the aisles.
These eyes are not your eyes and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be. No, I was not around when those eyes of yours decided so I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
When I close my eyes... I remember how to smile. Under my umbrella... I`m an accomplished exile.
These eyes are not your eyes and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be. No, I was not around when those eyes of yours decided so I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I`d rather be wrong. If this is sight, I`d rather be blind.
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