When I close my eyes.. I can see for miles

There's comfort in my dark seat… and chaos in the

Aisles

These eyes are not your eyes

And these eyes are not the color that

Your arid eyes might be

No I was not around

When those eyes of yours decided so

I refuse to kneel before the

Sights you choose to see

When I close my eyes… I rember how to smile

Under my umbrella.. i'm an accomplished exile

These eyes are not your eyes

And these eyes are not the color that

Your arid eyes might be

No I was not around

When those eyes of yours decided so

I refuse to kneel before the

Sights you choose to see

If this is right, id rather be wrong

If this is sight, id rather be blind