everything is bright
all mornings with sunshine
all the people around me
smiles at me as though
they all think im
smart and good
every hour seems fast
but time aint my concern
when i create a world
of my own and play
then pray at night to god
everythings so simple
no need to linger
for a bad thought
or any maze of fear
im always strong and wild
every thought
goes down the drain
and fades like a lost memory
whenever i see this life
...in the eyes of a child
now everythings in gloom
the days accumulate
to make me agonize
and torture my mind
with what may lie ahead
every vision is a haze
and nothing can amaze
the weakened spirit and
the broken tales of
this suffering legend
everythings so dim
and nothings how it seem
when i trace back
these endless pages
of years i fold
every fear comes rushing in
and the anxeity to begin
devours my being
whenever i try
to see this life
...in the eyes of the old
coming to my senses
i lose my defenses
my freedom shield
and the strength i yield
for they are all lies
i listen to the
welcoming whisper of insanity
when i wake up
and see this
...life in my own eyes