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The Eyes

I've been looking deep into your eyes, everyday now

It comes to me as some surprise what they say now

Stone palaces all turn to grey

The empty feelings, they won't get away from me now    

 

Some brag of sin, some try to change the world around

You love to win but you can't hear the sounds now

The cries and the cheers

Can’t you feel those tears, in your eyes

In my eyes    

 

And I feel so alone

So lost and alone with the eyes

With the eyes    

 

I've been looking, deep into the eyes every day now

It comes to me as some surprise what they say now

The empty feelings I don’t understand

Afraid of living I can't take a stand

With the eyes      

 

And I feel so afraid

So lost and afraid

Of the eyes    

 

I’ve been looking deep into my eyes everyday now

It makes no sense to me, got no sympathy for me now

The tears and the years

They put those fears, in my eyes

Not your eyes  

IamIam IamIam 46-50, M 10 Responses Dec 13, 2007

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Thanks XxchelsxX! I am not on here much these days, but I always appreciate someone reading my stories, etc.<br />
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Hope you are well!

wow beautiful song

Sparrow. The more I read your song the more I get it. Knowing that you identify with it so strongly tells something about you. Makes me feel like you have a warm, optimistic outlook, despite the realities of life.<br />
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I am glad we are friends;)

Hey Gatekeeper. If the eyes of your sister are the same as those in "formless", your painting, I can sure see how one could easily fall right into them.<br />
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Thanks for the compliment. Before EP, had never really shared any personal writing. So its all cool for me. Again, the psychology of why I have had such a problem with the ending actually adds insight to it in a sense. It does for me. I still can't surrender/trust.

This is beautiful IamIam. This song reminds me of my sister who has these big beautiful angelic blue eyes and can look you right in the face and lie and make you a fool. She is bewitching.

Good question "LJ" (I kinda like the sound of that, may I call you LJ from now on?)<br />
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My first reaction is I still have trust issues, so I wish that somehow I had worked all that out.<br />
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But when I wrote that, I was really in the dumps. I was quite an idealist growing up. I met a girl in college, got married at 20 1/2, divorced 18 months later...she moved directly in with a guy, was lying to me, well, of course she was, right? Anyway, that's several stories in itself.<br />
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On the other, there is some amount of reconciliation with the fact that my own eyes are the ultimate issue. Too much past affecting me, creating fears of the future. <br />
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&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Here's your new glasses IamIam&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;would you like them with rose colored lenses, grey shaded lenses, or the really, really, rare kind called clarity lenses?

Sparrow: That is so nice of you to say. I just think it is psychologically interesting how I have had such a tough time with the last verse.<br />
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Interesting that you would pick up on the sound of an era. I put it out here wondering about that, actually. Whether it would sound immature, whether the passing of time wasa evident.

hey sterling, I play guitar, so that's the kind of music if I understand your question. I start it with an "A minor", I have to check the rest, only occassionally even pick up my guitar these days.

Thanks lost. Good to "see" you again.<br />
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Nice quote....who is it?

Very nice. I included mine "The Eyes" because I find it so interesting. I wrote this song in my early 20's, so more than 20 years ago, was heartbroken at the time.<br />
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ANd I have never been able to finish the last verse. In fact I have changed it several times here on EP.<br />
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It is about being hurt after trusting someone, after looking deep into their eyes with promises spoken. Then being betrayed.<br />
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And then how hard it is to look into anyone's eyes again.<br />
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The last verse seems to want a conclusion, like now I trust again, or I met someone who has taught me to trust, but the jusry is still out! I am left with my own eyes, scared, hurt, stubborn.