from long long ago 5

mystic eyes are watching you
in the darkness of the night,
follow your every move
see right through your mind;

your home seems strange, no place to go,
you've got no place to hide;
the mask you wear for the world out there,
your fear and pain dont hide.

the thick black veil is blinding you,
like so many that have gone before
it's not your physic that cant see,
but the eyes of your soul.

it comes to you, a still small voice,
through the turmoil and the noise;
offering what you have been
looking for all your life.

so lift the veil, break down the ties
that bind you up in sin;
[surrender to that still small voice,
and let the peace begin]


- no idea when i wrote this, and it stops just before the last 2 lines....