the psychic eye

love is distant
like the clouds
god in white
falling down

clowns at the circus
cirlce round
for what purpose
do they clown

the magic sky
do or die
do i go
to iraq
some of those boys
wont come back

crazy eddie
now owns a truck
here he comes
everyone duck

the motives are plain
and so's the sky
here comes the rain
colored pink by dye

what will we do
when god comes true
you will go
if your one of the few

congress said
americas dead
we built a common
ground instead

i chose a rose
to show my heart
i chose tattoo's
to show my art

but the dark comes
like it or not
we all got to give
give all we got

the airplanes fly
and touch the sky
we are left
to wonder why



the psychic eye