green eyes/the sound of devotion | So I stand, green eyes, black skin, in front of you
Chariot will take me down
To the curious part of town
In the ocean, I'm in motion
My eyes full of devotion
What were you like in Norway?
Not you, but the first one down the hallway
Open, blue-eyed, dull mind
Graceful, golden, constantly
Northern light upon my bed
From the window I descend
In the ocean, it was spoken
My eyes full of devotion
In the ocean, no emotion
That's the sound of devotion