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BackIf I was to cover my eyes, my sight would be of nothing. If I was to stop loving, my heart would surrender. I'm a warrior without a cause, a battle without a fight. A child of God indeed, a flesh wound that continues to bleed. Look into my eyes and tell me what you see. Maybe you could feel the pain, or maybe you could stop the forever falling rain. Look in the corner of my right eye. Do you see the rain? Now, look in them both. Now can you feel the pain? I can!
Shallow ground that's flooded with trenches of despair. Dark avenues
of hate. If time was to catch me, how long will it take? Four
walls form a box, with windows to my heart. They see me, you see
me, but I have no sight. I cast a yell but it returns empty.
I ask for help, but you denied my plea. Look into my eyes.
Can you feel? Or can you see one life, two people that are distance
apart? Many things are hidden behind the darkness of these eyes.
A soul that's stranded and a life that's lost many lives. If I was
to count, the number would be one, with two lives left and the second one
has begun. You notice there's no smile, after the seventh life died,
it was lost as a child. Dead before being born, given up when my
heart was torn. My cup runneth over, not oil but sadness to touch
the hymn. It wouldn't be enough. I must be embraced.
If not, I'm just a color without a race. If it looks like I'm looking
at you, I ‘m really not. A blind man can't see and an addict can't
stop. I'm addicted to lose, not by choice but by the fourth life
that I've lost. Falling rain with no shelter. A homeless child,
without a dream. Whose eyes can tell the future? Not mine,
because without sound, a deaf man can't hear. The children of God
will be called, but will my ears hear, or will my eyes see? Hopefully,
He will touch me, so I won't have to lose any more lives.
