When our eyes open for the first time,
we see a cold and yet mysterious life
as the days go along
we let the beauty pass us by
until darkness closes in
and we're again blind.
I had blind eyes for a long, long time
watching the cars go by
they always floated by in a tone of disguise
I never realized that the semis have eyes.
Until you open your eyes in the morning sunrise
and let the morning light
shine through your life,
you'll walk through the days
seeing in a daze
until the day
you finally die.
Oh, nobody sees the skies are grey
when everyone lives inside
nobody sees the skies are blue
when everybody hides
near the brink where sunlight fades
a glowing brightness shines
you live and die in a cage
and never reach the skies
the world goes from blue to grey
and you never see the light
trapped inside a lighted cave
from the darkened night
we live and die in our graves
and never see our lives.
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