The Hidden Cameras Follow

In the dark of night, I won't break from your side
Nor a stir or a sigh, we will work in silence
With these eyes and grace, that will fall to waste
With these eyes, with these eyes, these eyes, these eyes

If these eyes had a way to convince you and to sway
I'd be here in your arms, I would feed from your palm
But these eyes have seen their day and they wander away
To the bin, to the door, 'til they fix on the floor

Either look too late or they stare thee down
I've been dead, I've been born, I've been mining the most
They've been dead, these eyes, they won't follow mine

No, I won't, no, I won't, no, I won't
No, I won't be afraid when I kneel at the gate
I'll be fine with the fate that the saints bestow

I'll stand tall and straight until mercy arrives
I've been watching for you but you've left the room
I've been lost, I've been used, I've been easily amused

'Cause these eyes, 'cause these eyes
Cause these eyes, 'cause these eyes
'Cause these eyes see the way to resist the decay
If they look to obey they will falter none

No, they won't be afraid when they steal the silence
If you call, I will beg without breaking these eyes
I've been dead, I've been born, I've been mining the most
How long will it be before they follow me?

These eyes, these eyes, these eyes, these eyes

In the dark of night, I won't break from your side
Nor a stir or a sigh, we will work in silence
With these eyes and grace, that will fall to waste