I see the baby's eyes, my scary eyes His eyeballs twist faster than his brain can follow REM while he's awake What his eyes can't catch his soul inhales Unable to release his karma But at least he's still alive He thinks he's being tucked in But each tap on his head is a nail to his coffin More than ever, I'm afraid to see Through his eyes of stone Pulling the veil off my morning mirror Slowly the recognition basks inside of me 'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle cries Apathy is my only possible defense No emotions to be judged I just can't handle them My head leads the dance of the numbers I can't possibly not deny myself But at least I'm still alive He knows he's being tucked in But each tap on his head I'm afraid to hurt him More than ever, I can see Through his watery eyes Wiping the dew off my morning mirror Slowly the recognition basks inside of me 'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle cries
I had one CD, but I have a difficult time understanding the lyrics, and the melody seems kind of "samey" meaning all the songs have the same "sound" some bands are like that, they latch on to a sound, and that is sometimes a good approach, but I usually like a box of licorice. I suppose this is perfect for some people. But I am checking out later stuff to see if maybe they changed a little and sound different. This sounds a little more deep than the CD I had, but it's pretty much the same sound. I think I'll watch them live next. I don't want to miss out.
One of the best on the Divided Cd... really a masterpiece of poetry.
'90 Prog metal forever!!!!!!!!!!!
desde sonora mexico this is a great band with old sound and producing softly so natural sound what a great song and band
How brilliant is this!!!!!
Hermosa canción, saludos de Honduras, centro america
Heaven on earth!!!
Great song, especially the middle transfer into the guitar solo.
I'd take a plane to the Netherlands just to see this band play again
Great Dutch Prog!
I see the baby's eyes, my scary eyes
His eyeballs twist faster than his brain can follow
REM while he's awake
What his eyes can't catch his soul inhales
Unable to release his karma
But at least he's still alive
He thinks he's being tucked in
But each tap on his head is a nail to his coffin
More than ever, I'm afraid to see
Through his eyes of stone
Pulling the veil off my morning mirror
Slowly the recognition basks inside of me
'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle cries
Apathy is my only possible defense
No emotions to be judged
I just can't handle them
My head leads the dance of the numbers
I can't possibly not deny myself
But at least I'm still alive
He knows he's being tucked in
But each tap on his head I'm afraid to hurt him
More than ever, I can see
Through his watery eyes
Wiping the dew off my morning mirror
Slowly the recognition basks inside of me
'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle cries
Really Awesome Song!!!
Amazing song! :)
great progsters!!
great band! Irecommend you TIME GRID on youtube
hermoso
I had one CD, but I have a difficult time understanding the lyrics, and the melody seems kind of "samey" meaning all the songs have the same "sound" some bands are like that, they latch on to a sound, and that is sometimes a good approach, but I usually like a box of licorice. I suppose this is perfect for some people. But I am checking out later stuff to see if maybe they changed a little and sound different. This sounds a little more deep than the CD I had, but it's pretty much the same sound. I think I'll watch them live next. I don't want to miss out.