Eye in the Darkness
Glowing in the darkness
Watching and waiting.
Growing with each passing night.
Some nights fogged over by the eerie night mist,
Others so bright it chases all the others away.
Sometimes white, yellow, or even blue or red.
Always watching and waiting.
Looking for something, someone?
What is it?
Who is it?
What is it waiting for?
The eye in the darkness follows as I walk through the night.
As it comes fully open it begins to shut once more.
Until I no longer can see it.
But I know it's there.
Always watching and waiting.
But for what?
The eye in the darkness follows as I walk through the night.
Glowing in the darkness,
The eye in the darkness.
Watching and waiting.
Growing with each passing night.
Some nights fogged over by the eerie night mist,
Others so bright it chases all the others away.
Sometimes white, yellow, or even blue or red.
Always watching and waiting.
Looking for something, someone?
What is it?
Who is it?
What is it waiting for?
The eye in the darkness follows as I walk through the night.
As it comes fully open it begins to shut once more.
Until I no longer can see it.
But I know it's there.
Always watching and waiting.
But for what?
The eye in the darkness follows as I walk through the night.
Glowing in the darkness,
The eye in the darkness.
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