Cold Eye - The Cave Singers

In the cold eyes of criminals, I drank in the wild

Laughter

Isn’t that my laughter that I’m laughing now?

And in the cold eyes a terrible storm reaches with wild

Thunder

Isn’t that the thunder that I call my home?

And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are

Through

And in the old dives of parallels, I stirred in the

Waitress’s wonder

Oh what’s the waitress wondering about?

And in the old dives of parallels, I stood on a stage of

Tables

Aren’t those the tables I’m diving from?

But go tell the night, you tell the night when we are

Through

And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued

And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are

Through

And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued.