Issue No 134 Dead Mans Eyes Lyrics

My mouth is dry of unspoken words
And my hands so tired of writing
The wine bread of the other day
I dry it and now the glasses
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes

'into the volume
The ones that are cut up
Filled with'he burning tongs
The garbage lays beside
Disguised in dirty '
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
Like a dead man's eyes
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me
And keep staring at me