Grey Eyes
Yeah, I'm gone but it's alright.
The night is always young.
My mind wakes my body until the morning Sun.
We all may be lost but we know where we're from.
All hope may be lost but we know that it will come
from saviors or sinners or knowledge and depth.
Our spiritual dependencies will bend the light of death.

So tear my body up.
Feed me to the birds,
'cause I need freedom now,
and it's gonna hurt.
We're all flesh and bone;
We all die the same.
All that we love will fade away.

Keep their cups empty but keep your cup full
for the dreamers, for the rebels
who drink from the skulls
of idealistic, sadistic, trippers born to Hell.
But they conjure up their evil spells and make us all rebel.
Now my body's floating - I listen to love well.
We listen in the night-time,
but in the morning just to sell.
So tear my body up.
Feed me to the birds,
'cause I need freedom now,
and it's gonna hurt.
We're all flesh and bone;
We all die the same.
All that we love will fade away.

Now I'm cold, and I know all the damage we've done.
We've offended some and made them run from ideas but
we can't always just walk in straight lines.
So take to the streets.
Break into the streets.
Break into the minds that keep us where we are!

All that we love will fade away.
All of these cities, churches, buildings fade away.
'Cause we're all flesh and bone;
We all die the same.
All of our eyes will fade to grey.