Black Market Eyes - Ron Gallo
She bought new eyes on the black market
The kind where history flies by and is erased by her iris
I watched the eclipse as the sun drips across her eyelids
Her beast lingers where no one else can see
A darkness I can't understand
A past I can't get past
A future I can't feud over
I will try to understand you
Then I taped her eyes open
And I crawled into her soul
Yes I stared as she shuddered
Because I knew there was a hole
A darkness I can't understand
A past I can't get past
A future I can't feud over
Leave everything behind
Leave everything behind
She wanders into the ground
Thinks herself down and down
Hits the wall at the bottom of it all
Then knocks and turns around
Then knocks and turns around
Then knocks and turns around
Then knocks and turns around
