Steven Delopoulos - Buried Child lyrics

Oh buried eyes I know it's hard to take a drive Upon the ruins of your land Upon the quickness of the sand Rain gettin heavy, mud gettin dry I have seen the seven miles Banned the visions from your head Dry your tears upon the ocean Where the rain begins again Broken and battered, left for the wild Buried child, buried child And I have seen the ancient man That has knocked upon your door Cloaked with paint upon his fingers As he points you to the floor Seeking shelter, to his lives You careless dancers Burnt on the phone Faded footsteps in empty rooms The babe is captured But from mothers eyes The feast was raided Beaten down to size On your knees Grab the torch and die Buried Child, buried Child And every moment in the leaves Seems to vanish all the tribes In this fleeting resurrection When the fire leaves your eyes Sirens fading, breading heavy oh Lord Captured angles, colors faded to the bone Fire and water, the Seagul flies!