Beautiful Weapon

Sometimes, clear as fire

There is nothing out of sight

Sometimes, only shadows

Washed out pictures, cloudy nights



What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes

You hold the flower that never unfolds

I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie

What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes



Seasons fall through time

Changing landscapes in my mind

Reasons, like birds, chime

Plains and mountains undefined



What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes

You hold the flower that never unfolds

I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie

What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes



What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes

You hold the flower that never unfolds

I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie

What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes



I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie