Sight for the Sore Eyes

Sight for the Sore Eyes - Broken Iris

Some have to see to believe it

Others are blind yet

Can feel it

The flame burns thick

As a wick

Dwelling darkness inside

Of the withering minds

Is this the part

Were we start our lives

What a sight for the sore eyes

It's getting colder in here

It's sobering

To see them

Shuffle to the back of the line

While they suffer in fear

The mark that was made it so clear

Quivering thoughts now surround you

Engulfed by the tides that we undo

The ties that hold shadows at bay

Are bound and undone

All but the one

Here comes the part

Were we start our lives

What a sight for the sore eyes

It's colder in here

It's sobering

To see them

Shuffle to the back of the line

While they suffer in fear

The mark that was made it so clear

On the edge I stand

Preparing to go but

I feel I've already been here

What a sight for the sore eyes

For the sore eyes

It's colder in here

It's sobering

To see them

Shuffle to the back of the line

While they march in with fear

The marks that were made

Are so clear

So

Why does nothing make us wanna try

You're too close

To look behind

Just one touch

You can change your mind

What a sight for the sore eyes