Pensive Male stuff. This is a Heartbeat Ballad. About a man who has been limited by ego and false conditioning, coming out of his struggle to save another young boy from the same ordeal.
Having 4 sons who's fathers have put all but nothing into their existance, it used to break my heart. Now I just see us all as products of our experience and I don't judge.
I remember a wise statement "Morals are a luxury of the affluent."
I suppose this song is my hope that people will come right in the end.
Butterflies in the eyes of truth
Your diguised by the lies of youth
Too many late nights, bring down the Mara's ((Mara = paranoia and night terrors))
Frightens of maturity, fills your mind with folly, I
Critisize, that clean disguise
Pretty handsome for a guy your age
Pretty tough with a pretty face
Building up a pretty world to tumble thru
Loosing all the wisdom that's truth doesn't suit you-hoo
In your petty eyes, You are pride's disguise
Little boy who's lonely come tell me true
Who used to be your teacher, did she desert you-hoo
Left you to grow old in your lonely heart
You didn't know what hit you, Still you played the part
But who would know, You stick to it so, Wholeheartedly
When you are a man not a lonely boy
Will you be a freind to the lonely boy
Will you feel a part of him reaching you
Will you send him out a sign like I'm sending you
Some surprise, In that tight disguize, I saw thru you,
I saw thru you.
repeat verse one.
Butterflies in the eyes of truth........
Last Line:
Yesterdays hopes, and all that pain, hid inside......