Thursday 25 September 2014

I See The Sun in Your Eyes (Lyrics)

Your face, I see the damage

Regularly gazes me down, down

I can't support but think

Our consecrated slope tumbled down, infant

Unhealed history 'cause nothing's correct

I say that everything you need is time

Furthermore perhaps its correct this time

Furthermore perhaps its wrong next time

Furthermore I suspect as much, she fits in with me

A ha, I see the sun in your eyes

A ha, I see my tears that you shout

A ha, I see the sun

The dividers shutting in

What's more I can't pause

Your eyes daylight downpour

I'll adore you till your demise, infant

Unhealed history 'cause nothing's correct

I say that everything you need is time

Furthermore perhaps its correct this time

Furthermore perhaps its wrong next time

Furthermore I suspect as much, you have a place with me

A ha, I see the sun in your eyes

A ha, I see my tears that you shout

A ha, I see the sun

Goodness, gracious, goodness

Goodness, gracious, goodness, gracious

Goodness, gracious, goodness

Goodness, gracious, goodness, gracious

My face gazes back

Fall into my arms

I feel your kiss

All around my face

I adore the sounds

That she just makes

Also I, I see the tears that you yell

A ha

A ha, I see the sun in your eyes

A ha, I see my tears that you holler

A ha, I see the sun

Gracious, goodness, gracious

(A ha)

Gracious, goodness, gracious, goodness

Gracious, goodness, gracious

(A ha)

Gracious, goodness, gracious, goodness

Gracious, goodness, gracious

(A ha)

Gracious, goodness, gracious, goodness

(I see the sun)

Gracious, goodness, gracious

(A ha)

Gracious, goodness, gracious, goodness

(I see the sun)

2 comments:

  1. High, girl!
    While I realize my penname is quite morbid, yet,
    you shall find in our blogs a gobba (subliminal) moxie
    which has taken this mortal sinner yeeeeers to compile:
    I lay it ALL out for you, dear - neet-o, packaged, concise
    (gotta lotta poetry, too).

    Nevertheless, wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
    of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
    An XtraXcitinXpose with no
    zooillogical-expiration-date,
    with an IQ much higher than K2,
    and an extraordinarily, anti-establishment victory??
    Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
    (with an excellent bullshot detector):

    “Faith, hope, and love,
    the greatest of these is love -
    jump into faith...
    and you'll see with love”
    Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
    God believes in you.

    Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
    from a passionate, prolific iconoclasm where you’ll find
    nonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsX… of
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  2. High, girl!
    While I realize my penname is quite morbid, yet,
    you shall find in our blogs a gobba (subliminal) moxie
    which has taken this mortal sinner yeeeeers to compile:
    I lay it ALL out for you, dear - neet-o, packaged, concise
    (gotta lotta poetry, too).

    Nevertheless, wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
    of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
    An XtraXcitinXpose with no
    zooillogical-expiration-date,
    with an IQ much higher than K2,
    and an extraordinarily, anti-establishment victory??
    Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
    (with an excellent bullshot detector):

    “Faith, hope, and love,
    the greatest of these is love -
    jump into faith...
    and you'll see with love”
    Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
    God believes in you.

    Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
    from a passionate, prolific iconoclasm where you’ll find
    nonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsX… of
    deluxe-HTTP [<- pi] opportunities for excitement BTW.

    Do it. Do the deed, dude. Sign into the Big House.

    ReplyDelete