Our Gaze
Robert Pollard
'Cause chances you have promised me, my lonely friend
Your chances now are worthless, you cannot pretend
A feeling fleeing and now
All these children are
Calling up insight, E.S.P
Playing with my brain
I swear I'll go, in time be on my way
Where I'm about to see them
In the rocks I see
Lion heads, lion heads
And Roman heads and George Washington heads
'Cause chances you have promised me, my lonely friend
Those chances now are worthless, you cannot pretend
'Cause chances you have promised me, my lonely friend
Your chances now are worthless, you cannot pretend
Our gaze is on the future 'til the very end
Our gaze is on the future 'til the very end
Our gaze is on the future 'til the very end
