I pass these eyes on the street,
I wonder where they come from.
These changing eyes pass me by
I wanna know what made them that way.
I pass people walking by the side of the road.
I wonder what made them move that way?
I hear people talking, hiding their thoughts.
I wonder what gets them through the day?
I look at these people to try to see
Which of these people know how to be free?
Which of these walks knows where its heading?
Which of these eyes are watching me?
Knowing eyes: I wonder what they know
Vacant eyes; I wonder what they don’t
Innocent eyes; They know more than you think
Tired eyes; Too busy to dream
Watchful eyes; .... I wish I knew
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