Sky Eye - Project Pitchfork

All these careless minds

Immortal — when what we need is time

I told my soul to come

The clock strikes twelve — whispers of what they sung

Dead birds on the ground

Spread alarm — and they were out of sight

Mad men on the run

Transient — the retreat has to come

It’s all in your hand

Explore and learn

Wake up now — we are waiting

Just like you are waiting

For something good to happen

Oh, my heart

I’ve been here

I have to go now

Have no fear

Oh, my heart

Waste no tear

All of your dreams come true

Around you