Steven Delopoulos Open Your Eyes
She brushes through her hair
And draws another line
Scuffles through her clothes
And asks me for the time
The sky is getting gray
Her hands are getting cold
Take me through the wind
Captured in the woods
Silenced in the glaze
I never understood
I play my music well
You draw up your designs
Open your eyes, child
Don’t let it linger on
Open your eyes, child
Don’t let it linger on
We weren’t very close
But brothers we became
He opened up the sky
Then faded with the rain
He left here all too soon, but visits in the well
Ruins of the land, ruins of the light,
take me through the stream
across the ancient night
Highways being bought
Children being sold
Nothing left but fear
Let’s wash it white as snow
You can take the bed, I’ll keep my radio
Nothing left to say
I guess its time to go
