Look into my eyes my friend
And tell me what you see.
The light of angels flooding through
        over shattered hopes and dreams
Half alive souls that wander through the fog screeching as they bend
A black abyss that sits there
A tunnel with no end
Look into my eyes my friend and tell me what you feel
Pounding hearts, faceless strangers in their widened eyes
To see is to believe, and yet how open are their minds?
I bet they would feel differently, knowing some of them are bi
Look into my eyes my friend and tell me what you hear
The anguished cries of suffering; the screams of faith gone awry
The pleading voices of tortured youth that tear you up inside
Look into my eyes my friend
And tell me what you see
Ever renewing life and hope despite the misery
Haunted individuals that continue on as one
Tattered souls lifted from their depths of despair
Finally viewing their hopelessness as done
Look into my eyes my friend and tell me what you see
I know that you see quite a bit, but with all that to view,
do you see me?