Testo di Turn To Dust

Keep your beady eyes on me To make sure I don't turn to dust If fear is in the mind Then my mind lives in fear As deep and as vast as the dirty British sea Keep your beady eyes on me To make sure I don't turn to dust There's paths to make the heart beat And paths where I can skip And a path to tread lightly with the clouds beneath my feet When the light creeps from the blinds I dance in Heaven It's just old passing time, it rains dead weather Keep your beady eyes on me To make sure I don't turn to dust