I see myself through ancient eyes.
An immensity of sound and movement behind me,
I see the odd alien old man sitting alone.
His face, unmoveable.
His eyes dead,
reflecting the distant light of far away stars.
I see myself through ancient eyes.
An immensity of sound and movement behind me,
I see the odd alien old man sitting alone.
His face, unmoveable.
His eyes dead,
reflecting the distant light of far away stars.