i threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back, a name in your recollection, thrown down among a million same.
difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed
and passed over, when i've looked right through
to see you naked and oblivious and
you don't see me.
but i threw you the obvious, just to see if there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of a tragedy.
here i am expecting just a little bit, too much from the wounded.
but i see through it all, and see you.
so i threw you the obvious, to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy.
oh well. apparently nothing.
you don't see me.
you don't see me at all.