My Sore Eyes Songtext
von Dwaal Troupe

It seems a year has passed for nothing less
than to chase the boredom out the angel′s streets
Can't you see them crawling to the bench
Faced the walls
You never knew their names or their ways
So you′re watching out amongst the city crowds and its rain
Never quite the same as when you're looking in
The projection in my head begins to spin
They'll just bend behind the neon light
What a sight for my sore eyes


And then
There′s a space
right between my eyes
Where all the waste
comes to stay satisfied
then there′s a space
right between my eyes
where all the waste
comes to stay satisfied