These are the eyes These are the eyes of my eyes And they look out Not from my face but my gut And when my shirt lift up I can at last see your form There is a weight inside of me Rising up now, up from my guts And up and away Out from my chest And through my shirt The thing can speak And this is what it says Nature forgave but I cannot forget These are the eyes, these are the eyes of my eyes They see your hand under my head as I lie All of the light that once was yellow is grey My blood can sing, it will shout Up and away
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