One to the World
Sitting on the wall Watching future goin' past A million births a single day, A million flags at half mast The eyes bear holes in creation A visual vacation "Would you care for coffee sir? I can't help but notice your weary head." "What's wrong with sleep" I answered her, "I think I'll have some milk instead." The eyes bear holes in creation A visual vacation We work our whole lives For happiness and bread Don't let me know The truth about where we've been led. Every day it's the same old thing Get up, get dressed, I got to sing So I'm sitting on the wall Staring into the eyes of a girl Everyone is staring at me Ratio is one to the world The eyes bear holes in creation A visual vacation
Written by: Gabriel Barry Dixon
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