Paroles de Erudite Eyes

You whisper by with your mind in your eye Seeing nothing that's there but the bones of the bed Eyeing thoughts that would stare in your eye I know nice men who have nothing to say Except, What a nice day, may I say that today's a nice day 'Cause I've nothing to say But the peace of mine is peace of mind and eye a gift to all But the things I see I see with mind and don't observe with eyes Erudite eyes always bore me to cry And the raining that flows is the pure salty drain On the peace which I hold in my mind But the peace of mine is peace of mind and eye a gift to all But the things I see I see with mind and don't observe with eyes