She's looking down
She's looking far away
Where the eagles play on thermals
And the clouds, they frame the day

She's looks out
She could just take a step
And I'm willing to bet my arm
That she'll do it
Yes, she'll do it

She's looking at me through eyes
I've never seen before
When she looks at me with those eyes
I'm an open door

Far below
The city is full of ants and centipedes
Rushing to fill the day
With inconsequence and dismay

She looks down
Over this failing town
And the frown on her face speaks words
And she'll do it
Yes, she'll do it

She's looking at me through eyes
I've never seen before
When she looks at me with those eyes
I'm an open door

Will she fly?
Will she soar?
Will she sink like a stone
Crushed on the bathroom floor?


Words/Music Copyright Tuckwood 2007
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