Hungry Eyes

(альбом: Isolation Tapes, Vol. 2 - 2020)

Hungry eyes glisten in the night
They have lured me here innumerable times
They sell their wares at George's Street arcade
Play truth or dare, that dance barefoot in the lukewarm rain
Then some warn you of their brothers

What became of the brave young few who said
Let us live forever in the ruins of the railway master's shed
I'll go back to you in memory, yeah we can build the bases higher
With stolen wood and stolen wire
Precious metals we'd drink and dance into the earth

On the banks of a comatose, overdose river
There's a gathering of young truth seekers
Music plays through a small black speaker
Hooded heads gazing at all the stars

With not a care in the world
Until the watchman comes to call
Someone shouts run, run, run, another stall

There's a full moon out tonight, Lads

Hungry eyes glisten in the night
Hungry eyes glisten in the night
Hungry eyes glisten in the night

But not a care in the world
Until the watchman comes to call
Someone shouts run, run, another stall

There's a full moon out tonight, Lads