The eyes of tomorrow are upon us
Wherever we stumble;
Scribbling every name,
For every unanswered crime
Those eyes
Are never far behind,
Whenever we rush to bury
Any trace of our guilt
The eyes of tomorrow are upon us
Wherever we stumble;
Scribbling every name,
For every unanswered crime
Those eyes
Are never far behind,
Whenever we rush to bury
Any trace of our guilt
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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