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Under My Umbrella
When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
There's comfort in my dark seat
And chaos in the aisles
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the
Sights you choose to see
When I close my eyes
I remember why I smile
Under my umbrella
I'm an accomplished exile
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind