I’m the eye that watches you
Watches over you
As you walk in the distance
Behind the trees
You have no idea my gaze is on your naked steps
As you go your way
I’m the shadow
I’m the fate
I’m the tired tired soul of a witness
For I’m the voice of the past
And the embodiment of future hope
Nothing about here
And none about now
I’ll be the eye you never meet
I’ll be the eye your eyes never want to look into
And Ive got the eyes you loved the most
That’s how it should be I suppose
When you hear me not
Whistling half seriously
When the time comes:
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
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