Smoke Gets in Your (Third) Eye

Chewed the bone down too low
Got fed on tea and sympathy
Blew the sail like the wind
I wish you were my enemy

I was humble for you
What a fool I've been to have
Laid so low
for so long

Into that void of silence
Where we cry without sound
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down


Where my father's violence
Sent my soul underground
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down

Drew the blade way too slow
Was shackled by your honesty
Made a mess, I 
guess I 
should have known
That life was lust and liberty

Not a chance mutation
or the last temptation
Laid so low
for so long 
so low