The Owls Are Not What They Seem

I've looked you in the eyes a thousand times
Concealed behind the mask of wooden ties
I didn't see the gremlin deep inside
Concealed behind the mask of wooden ties
Words say more than a thousand face
But I didn't see
And words say more than a thousand faces
But I didn't see
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam
A murky river, a blurred face reflected on its surface
Needle marks hidden from sight
You wanted to be like Kurt Cobain when you were young
You didn't know what it meant
You flogged yourself for what it's worth
And gained some flaky dreams
Now you try to redeem yourself
The picture I misconceived
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam
Where, where light once shone, adding spice
Dust disappears, dust disappears
In the eyes of the beholder
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam
The owls are not what they seem
The sun is black, the rayon has a silky sheen
The owls are not what they seem
Distant the eyes, the gaze's got a silvery gleam



Credits
Writer(s): Giancarlo Pugliese
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