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Six Gun Jury – Warm Eyes lyrics
Your brother’s best friend’s sister died
That is, she passed away
And you passed by the funeral home today
You couldn’t fake the sympathy inside yourself
And so you drove away
You went 50 by the hitcher with the kinky hair
But stopped to ride the white man in the vest
He took all your money
With the pistol he had strapped against his chest
Warm eyes
You had them once
But now it’s just a vacant stare
You only wish you had the nerve to care
Warm eyes
Where did they go?
It used to be that human kind
Was something more than bodies with a mind
There you stand, screaming at her
She breaks down, clinging to you
You hate every word you’re saying
But your soul has gone away
Every ounce of energy is wasted
On the vicious things you say
There’re children in the parlor
And they’re singing Christmas songs
Your daughter doesn’t understand your tears
Every ounce of innocence may hide itself
But never disappears
Warm eyes
There in her smile
Welcome brother, come inside
We all know that Jesus died for us
Warm eyes
You’re caught up in that callous storm
But we’re here to keep you warm tonight
Warm eyes
Throw away that acting cold
That bitter bit is getting old, you know
Warm eyes
Now ‘til the end
That is, she passed away
And you passed by the funeral home today
You couldn’t fake the sympathy inside yourself
And so you drove away
You went 50 by the hitcher with the kinky hair
But stopped to ride the white man in the vest
He took all your money
With the pistol he had strapped against his chest
Warm eyes
You had them once
But now it’s just a vacant stare
You only wish you had the nerve to care
Warm eyes
Where did they go?
It used to be that human kind
Was something more than bodies with a mind
There you stand, screaming at her
She breaks down, clinging to you
You hate every word you’re saying
But your soul has gone away
Every ounce of energy is wasted
On the vicious things you say
There’re children in the parlor
And they’re singing Christmas songs
Your daughter doesn’t understand your tears
Every ounce of innocence may hide itself
But never disappears
Warm eyes
There in her smile
Welcome brother, come inside
We all know that Jesus died for us
Warm eyes
You’re caught up in that callous storm
But we’re here to keep you warm tonight
Warm eyes
Throw away that acting cold
That bitter bit is getting old, you know
Warm eyes
Now ‘til the end
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