Schwa Lyrics

Eyes Of the World

Lyricist: Robert Hunter
Vocalist: Eric Sargent

Right outside this lazy summer home
    you don't have time to call your soul a critic, no
    Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
    wondering where the nuthatch winters
    Wings a mile long just carried the bird away

    Wake up to find out
    that you are the eyes of the World
    but the heart has its beaches
    its homeland and thoughts of its own
    Wake now, discover that you
    are the song that the morning brings
    but the heart has its seasons
    its evenings and songs of its own

    There comes a redeemer
    and he slowly too fades away
    There follows a wagon behind him
    that's loaded with clay
    and the seeds that were silent
    all burst into bloom and decay
    The night comes so quiet
    and it's close on the heels of the day

    Wake up to find out
    that you are the eyes of the world
    but the heart has its beaches
    its homeland and thoughts of its own
    Wake now, discover that you
    are the song that the morning brings
    but the heart has its seasons
    its evenings and songs of its own

    Sometimes we live no
    particular way but our own
    Sometimes we visit your country
    and live in your home
    Sometimes we ride on your horses
    Sometimes we walk alone
    Sometimes the songs that we hear
    are just songs of our own

    Wake up to find out
    that you are the eyes of the world
    but the heart has its beaches
    its homeland and thoughts of its own
    Wake now, discover that you
    are the song that the morning brings
    but the heart has its seasons
    its evenings and songs of its own