Madman's Eyes (fake) > Squirm Songtext
von Dave Matthews Band

Oh, little Billy′s got a gun
Little Billy's having fun
Shooting bottles on the wall
Dreams, the hero come home from war

Is this real?
Is this make believe?
We′d think we'd know how everything's
Supposed to be
Like a train blowing full steam ahead
Can′t hear what you′re saying
With everybody screaming

I'm afraid, can′t lie
Momma said, "Baby, don't you cry
In the night don′t let go baby hold on tight"
To believe is blind
Don't sacrifice another child
It′s not black and white
Unless you're looking through a madman's eyes


The truth might not be crystal clear
But if might is right, there′s no room for love in here
We pray to God and hope He′s listening
A man with a gun brings the demons in

Oh, we live as if our hands are tied
Is it really so hard
To do what we know is right?
To protect the things that we hold dear
Must we do things that we should never forgive

I'm afraid, can′t lie
Momma said, "Baby, don't you cry
In the dark, be the light
Don′t let go baby, hold on tight"
To believe is blind
Don't sacrifice another child
It′s not black and white
Unless you're looking through a madman's eyes

Run and hide
Don′t ask why
Nobody wants to see the look in his eyes
When it′s too late to untwist the knife
How do we face hatred with the love inside us


I'm afraid, can′t lie
Momma said, "Baby, don't you cry
In the dark be the light
Don′t let go baby, hold on tight"
To believe is blind
Don't sacrifice another child
It′s not black and white
Unless you're looking through a madman's eyes