Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head But the fool on the hill See the world spinning round Day after day Alone on a hill The man with the foolish grin Is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him

What is this feeling So sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid eyes on you My pulse is rushing My head is reeling Does it have a name? Unadulterated loathing There's a strange exhilaration

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to

Through the eyes of the dead The murder, murder Murder, murder For once in this life You'll see through these eyes Black wings spread their ebony quills Bloody nails the hand that wills Wind is at our backs Now the crows attack

Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon And hang 'em high He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

This life that pass before my eyes Nothing is going my way We're closer now than light years to go Pick up here and chase the ride The river empties to the tide Hey now, little speedy head The read on the speed meter says You have to go to task in the

From this horrible dream! Somebody wake me! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! With every gasp My head hurts like hell Can't open my eyes My clothes are all wet And I'm freezing right through

They told us There'd never come a day They told us that We need not worry So we fucked around, thought This shit would change And turned our eyes away And I watched Through bitter eyes

Glassy eyed light of day And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads I don't really care I feel this often, go Hey it's me I just got off the train A frightening place Their faces are concrete grey

Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try