Listening to conversation searching every word

Intuition filling in for what could not be heard

Through the window of your mind I see through your disguise

All the things you never said were all in your eyes

See it in the smiling faces on your TV screen

Lip reading promises of things you'll never see

And you know the words they say are selling you a lie

Cause the truth is plain to see it's all in their eyes

All in their eyes All in their eyes

See it in the photograph of the loss of liberty

No light of life no hope no longing to be free

When dying is reality then living is the lie

Looking out from nowhere there is nothing at all in their eyes

In the mass of movement milling means without an end

No individual no relative no friend

There is no collective soul and when the spirit flies

You can't count on conscience when there's nothing at all in their eyes