Eyes of Birds

Seven days and seven now /

for me this seems to be the same/

I drift on foot/

i feel wonderful /be with no mane

im glad when the night time comes/

i forget how to use my tongue/

eyes of birds /like beads they pierce/

through my night /they watch like camera lense

/the weeds/ my bed/

my old fears return/like two old friends/

they can fly/

so high for me/

high above me/

sky below /

waking the sky/

above empty inside/

i can sleep alone these days/ but when i was young /i feared the dark/ the beads would fool me/the window click/skip my heart

some dreams/ when i far from words/

i see with the eyes of birds