THE YOUNG EYES EP

NEW YORK

I came here, I waited
to see it, to say this
what started on fourth street is finished is finished

I came back to see it through new eyes and feel it
I waited all night

on boards by the waterside

I had a dream you went to New York you found new friends
you had new work
I wasn
t there but I came to visit

we sat on the bridge and talked of the difference

we spoke of the long ago
promised each other we
d never get old but that was a whole life ago
and now I
m on my own

I came here, to see it
through new eyes and feel it
I waited all night on boards by the waterside

I had a dream you went to New York you found new friends
you had new work
I wasn
t there but I came to visit

I slept on your floor watched the wind in the curtains

maybe its enough to know I never walk alone
I get by on my own
I
ll always be my only home

I came here, I waited to see it
To say this
what started on fourth street is finished

 

TIMEBOMB [written by BECK]

 

SEASONED EYES WERE BEAMING

I was born a warrior
I came out in Shining armor I fought the great war
won the medal

and I even had the biggest dream and I even got it half achieved
I almost heard them
the ones who told me

forget the dream and let it go let it go let it go
I almost did I almost did

something carried me that night
I know that it was you
I tried to draw it to see the lines but nothing would come through all you ever needed was you
the only one that let you down
you

now youve grown and you are logical
you forget that anything is possible dismissing all who, remind you you
re not true so you cling to anything you can
it is all according to the new plan
I hope your lucky
and something takes you back again

something carried me that night
I know that it was you
tried to draw it to see the lines but nothing would come through I remember needing life I thought it needed me
something only in young eyes
a seasoned eye won
t see

I wore rings and roses even
seasoned eyes were beaming
you
something carried me that night I know that it was you carried me back to my young eyes

you

 

MY BODY IS  A CAGE [written by the Arcade Fire]

 

WHY CAN'T I BE

you make me feel something
and I become what you think I am sad and empty sad and empty

why cant I be a little more like you

and I do everything
to keep from slipping
but you pull me down and
you are so strong why can
t I be

and now you are back
and I don
t even want you but still Im the weak one why cant I be, why cant I be a little more like you
cold and hard