Sight for the Sore Eyes
Some have to see to believe it
Others are blind and can feel it
The flame burns as thick as the wick
Dwelling darkness inside, with a withering mind
Is this the part where we start our lives?
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's getting colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear the mark that was made is so clear
Quivering thoughts now surround you
Engulfed by the times that we undo
The ties that hold shadows at bay
Are unbound and undone
All but the one
Here comes the part where we start our lives
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear, the mark that was made is so clear
On the edge I stand
Preparing to go but
I feel I've already been here
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they march in fear, the marks that were made are so clear
So why does nothing makes us want to try
You're too close to look behind
Just one touch, you can change so much
What a sight for the sore eyes
Others are blind and can feel it
The flame burns as thick as the wick
Dwelling darkness inside, with a withering mind
Is this the part where we start our lives?
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's getting colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear the mark that was made is so clear
Quivering thoughts now surround you
Engulfed by the times that we undo
The ties that hold shadows at bay
Are unbound and undone
All but the one
Here comes the part where we start our lives
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear, the mark that was made is so clear
On the edge I stand
Preparing to go but
I feel I've already been here
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they march in fear, the marks that were made are so clear
So why does nothing makes us want to try
You're too close to look behind
Just one touch, you can change so much
What a sight for the sore eyes
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Writer(s): Jessica Will
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