Tired Eyes

Those are two tired eyes
Grains in the sands of time
All done feelin' bad

There's two of everything
Tracks to keep covering
All done feelin' bad

Go on, erase yourself
'Cause you belong to the settin' sun
So set these separate lives
Set your tired eyes

Those are two feet of stone
Rocks in the gravel road
All done feelin' heavy

And the sculpture was a painting long before it came to you
The painting a translation of a secret hidden view
In the mouth of solitude, a statue builds a sound-proof room

Go on, erase yourself
'Cause you belong to the settin' sun
So set these separate lives
Set your tired eyes

All this blue sky's covering the land
I'm a city boy digging through the stones and sand
Only constellations are freeways and the high-rise 'round the way
Set your tired eyes away