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My Father's Eyes by Eric Clapton
Sailing down behind the sun, Waiting for my prince to come. Praying for the healing rain To restore my soul again. Just a toerag on the run. How did I get here? What have I done? When will all my hopes arise? How will I know him? When I look in my father's eyes. My father's eyes. When I look in my father's eyes. My father's eyes. Then the light begins to shine And I hear those ancient lullabies. And as I watch this seedling grow, Feel my heart start to overflow. Where do I find the words to say? How do I teach him? What do we play? Bit by bit, I've realized That's when I need them, That's when I need my father's eyes. My father's eyes. That's when I need my father's eyes. My father's eyes. Then the jagged edge appears Through the distant clouds of tears. I'm like a bridge that was washed away; My foundations were made of clay. As my soul slides down to die. How could I lose him? What did I try? Bit by bit, I've realized That he was here with me; I looked into my father's eyes. My father's eyes. I looked into my father's eyes. My father's eyes. My father's eyes. My father's eyes. I looked into my father's eyes. My father's eyes. |
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<< Inside Of Me >>
--- Eric Clapton They've poisoned the water There's a chill in the air A vive in the darkness But there's nobody there I look for the reason But there's nothing to see Just a hole in my memory Where my mind used to be Tell me why Can I find no relief in my heart? I reside in the world that is falling a part <**Back vocals> Out of mind Baby show me a sing Baby show me a way To get back on time please Where do we go baby How will I know who holds the key Is it here inside of me <*EC sing> Tell me why And where do we go from here But why should I worry And why do I care When this road that I walk on Is going now here I stand and I study Every face in the crowd See the fear in their eyes I must be thinking out loud Tell me why Can I find no relief in my heart? I reside in the world that is falling in a part ** Tell me why And where do we go And where do we go from here Scorching the surface It all looks the same A world full of anger With no one to blame But who can I turn to Who holds the key And who has the answer If it's inside of me Tell me why Can I find no relief in my heart? I reside to a world that is fall in a part ** And where do we go from here And where do we go Tell me why All things considered it looks as though Utopia were far closer to us than anyone, only fifteen years ago, could have imagined. Then, I projected it six hundred years into the future. Today it seems quite possible that the horror may be upon us within a single century. That is, if we refrain from blowing ourselves to smithereens in the interval. Indeed, unless we choose to decentralize and to use applied science, not as the end to which human beings are to be made the means, but as the means to producing a race of free individuals, we have only two alternatives to choose from: either a number of national ... |
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