All Eyes
all eyes on me
all spies on me
all ties off me
all dies but me
i can see clearly now that the rain has gone…
how i love you dearly now that the pain is gone…
afraid of the unknown they created a myth of an after-life…
it spread and lived as they debated on wealth and strife…
liberty ruled the day and anarchy ruled the night..
regardless it was sun bright or moonlight…
spineless your insight
the light and darkness never fight…
all eyes on me but i only have my eyes on u
all spies on me yet i’m only curious about you
all ties off me because i want to tie the knot with you
all dies but me so i keep my life to be eternally with you
(Biko Maximus Martini)
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