One False Eye

Three Mile Pilot

I feel ashamed to show no grace

I feel all sides cave in on me

I wait my turn

I wage no war

Through the crowd he walks with nowhere to go and theres nothing there to show with one false eye

Forcing him to miss

And in the end what will he see

With one false eye

On beyond the pitch of night he walks till something new starts

When free to fall I am no more

When I feel the descent start in on me

I'll wait my turn

Then wage my war

On a ship through the snow he will go

and when he loses sight one day he will return just a little taller

With one false eye

And in the end will he see that things are not what they seem

One false eye

Forcing him to miss

For seconds in the day one false eye

One false move

One day he will return