Purple Eyes Hey there purple eyes Ancient stars so wise out of your blank glare that even stare the one that defies Violet windows to the soul your ways have taken their toll wonder now why you're so alone maybe it's 'cause you don't have a clone let go; let the dice roll Two of one same purple core never anything for nor more Can't you feel it? Good for only just a bit. Into your being its fangs tore Violet coloured perception nothing but a misconception the ideas just float around never anything profound everything only a deception Hey there purple eyes you're nothing but a bag of lies nothing worth anything you'll never be a king Out a window your dream flies. |
Green Eyes Boo hoo green eyes eat no more pies you've got an image to maintain even if it means much more pain even if you tell more lies Green grass on a sunny day emerald cities where the pain lay don't give in to that old urge the desire to binge and purge Obsession has gotten its pay No more, green eyes - no just curl up and read more Poe don't think about what you want to do otherwise madness will take its cue else this disorder will always be in tow. Close those green orbs of yours and ignore those myths and lores they don't know anything about you the rumours they've heard are few but your guilt comes to you in fours Green eyes, think no more Your soul it's ripped and tore Your companions only the guilt and the sorrow of the bowl once fill'd your self-image will forever be sore |
Olive Eyes Hello you olive eyes everyone's cut their ties you've got no friends left stolen in the night- what a theft they're plotting your demise Swirling portals to the inside Your time you must sit and bide wait for the day they come with the knife sit still and play your pfife until they stick it in your side Paranoid irises of your being always believing what you're seeing Elvis on your left and UFOs on the right you just hope the aliens don't bite your motto: seeing is believing Yellow-green glowing circles You think the alien peoples include Urkels, Rodman, Mulder and Scully but others just call you a cully not much longer before they get their sickles hello you olive eyes always searching for more allies against the government you'll always be they'll just sting ya with a bumble bee now you might as well say your goodbyes. |
Silver Eyes Hey hey silver eyes Moonbeams shooting across the skies A true romantic soul Your dreams go down a black hole but a new idea you'll devise New love mirrored in organic glass you swear he'll be your last but that's what you said last week the future doesn't seem so bleak now gone is the past. Silver circles near a black abyss shows your longing for a deep kiss but he doesn't give you the time of day now you'll have to find another way and then everything will be pure bliss Eddies of swirling mercury your world has crashed down in a hurry he's rejected you and you're not sure perhaps your crush was premature so now you don't worry. Uh oh silver eyes Now you've got to improvise you're stuck without a love and now you pray to the above waiting for a word to the unwise. |
Yellow Eyes Go away yellow eyes no one wants to eat those pies you put in too much icky root so you'd better clear us an escape route Or else we'll forcefeed you your own fries Irises of pale yellow you've never been very mellow you worry much too much and everyone knows you're not dutch so take a hint and destroy your jello! Oh oh yellow sight nobody really wants a fight but you force us when you cook we just want to drown in a brooke if only there weren't an apple blight Yellow eyes of the sun you never were the favourite son hated even by the family dog forced to sleep on a log you've still got a long way to run Go away yellow eyes you'll never win the nobel prize give up your culinary art never make another tart and dont' bother to ask about the whys. |
Golden Eyes Oh dear golden eyes the world's full of spies just like you and yours fighting silent wars and separating truth from lies Emotional golden pools you never play by the rules lviing as if today you'll die that's the life of a spy you know how to use your tools Stoic stone walls of gold you long for the days of old dreaming of the day when you get your way secrets you've never told Golden orbs of Isis forever in an identity crisis you think you know who you are you could be anyone- even a Czar but really you're just the antithesis Oh dear golden eyes you're nearing the prize only a few more missions until your newest transitions but tomorrow never dies. |