My Thousand Eyes

All my thousand eyes, my thousand eyes are blinking
You said “everything don’t have to end just yet”
We are real or are pretending to be real now
Maybe real’s pretend
All my thousand eyes are searching for a reason
To douse the crops in gasoline with all my friends
Watch the dry creek bed devour up the ocean
Rust it red

New preoccupations
A view so far it gives me pause
New interpretations
As the gods descend on us

All my thousand eyes, my thousand eyes are blinking
There’s a neverending hum beneath the night
Leave a dollar for the tip, collect your things now
Turn out the light

New preoccupations as the gods descend