Eyes of God

We're the eyes of God but more complicated
In paradigm, perception dated
We're separate while conjugated
It's juxtaposed when contemplated
We're the heart of God, the ventricle
Nerve synapses, tentacles
Glass half full and cynical
The atheist, the biblical
Every life's another choice, on guide waves a sense of poise
And elegance or to rejoice in consciousness to birth a voice
Unique in nature connected to all that has happened and will, athirst for it still
Chasing the paper or quality, even a thief wears his face
Despite your distaste
In love or in hate
We're made of the same stars

What if we're all just
Some particles drifting on a guide wave?
If we have to then I think that we must
Get with the nature of the wave before we dissipate

We're the teeth of God
Cut like a knife
In love in peace
In pain and strife
The will to live
The wish to die
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To roll the dice
Those born again
Those "spoke in tongues"
Those baptized
Those hymnal songs
Them 9-5
Them working men
Thieves in the night
Pigs in their pen
Disharmonious
Yet it seems to fit
Through the looking glass
Water to the mouth
Get this fire lit
Got to keep it new
Classic is the sh*t
Looking to the past
Dwelling in the now
Future never gives
Disharmonious
Yet it seems to fit
Looking through the glass
Water to the mouth
Get this fire lit
Got to keep it new
Classic is the sh*t
Looking to the past
Dwelling in the now
Future never gives

What if we're all just
Some particles drifting on a guide wave?
If we have to then I think that we must
Get with the nature of the wave before we dissipate



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Harvey
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