Music & Lyrics by Miles O'Neal, 12/75
Eyes that see my future Eyes that know my past Eyes that look into my soul And know what will and will not last Eyes that sought me out when lonely And wept when I was cold Warmed me with their inner fire Eyes whose gaze can make me bold Lips that spoke me into being Lips that call me home Lips whose tender, sweet caress Let me know I'm not alone Lips that touched my still, cold corpse And breathed me back to life Lips that kissed to seal the vow Eternally of man and wife Hands that formed me from the Earth And threw my stony heart away Hands that beckon me to my end Upon that Fierce and Holy Day Hands of strength deliver me Yet, tender, hold me close Hands that died, yet still they bleed And live to conquer all their foes
Last updated: 07 May 2010
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