When I close my eyes

I can see for miles

There’s comfort in my dark scene

And chaos in the eyes



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 i 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... id rather be wrong...

If this is sight... id rather be blind!



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... id rather be wrong...

If this is sight... id rather be blind