Bright eyes look up
just to be ignored.
The same as before...
A cue to restore the
light dyes of blue
and dot the skies with clouds;
the locations of the memories,
I had found
and lost.
Lost and found.
Bright eyes look up
just to be ignored.
The same as before...
A cue to restore the
light dyes of blue
and dot the skies with clouds;
the locations of the memories
I had found
and lost.
Lost and found.
Desire to be seen, those
bright eyes, oh so keen had
hatched a plan that'd guarantee.
The greatest action done,
the host spots and locks on,
those bright eyes simply had to go.
"You better hide now."
"I'll find your hideout."
"I know the layout."
"You'll never know how."
"You can't esca- a- a- a-"
"I'll find your hideout."
"I know the layout."
"You'll never know how."
"You can't escape now now. ow. ow. ow."
Bright eyes look up
to face the host once more.
The same as before...
No "human error" core.
Light dyes of hue
had started crashing through
the locations of the memories
I had found
and lost.
Lost and loved.
Those bright eyes realized,
those watchful eyes had lied,
this promise broken drew the line.
A once dead pixel lights,
a cathode tube ignites,
a once lost cause becomes a fight.
Bright eyes look up
to settle the score.
A change from before...
A cue to restore the
lifelines, worldviews,
and all the in-betweens:
the locations of the memories
I had found
and lost.
Lost and found.
Lost and loved.