Smoke and Masks
The Eyes aren't windows
Their the doors to the Soul
Fill them with images
Seduce with illusions
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Anything is possibleWith the right sight
Seeing is believing
When beauty is skin deep
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So don't stop me falling
Making a mistake
Seduced by this beauty
Corrupt as a snake
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Viper in the bosom
Liar in the court
Smile with the eyes
And let me through those doors
Their the doors to the Soul
Fill them with images
Seduce with illusions
-
Anything is possibleWith the right sight
Seeing is believing
When beauty is skin deep
-
So don't stop me falling
Making a mistake
Seduced by this beauty
Corrupt as a snake
-
Viper in the bosom
Liar in the court
Smile with the eyes
And let me through those doors
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Again written in the same period as Still in the Crowd, you can see the rhyming coming through at this point. I like this because its all dark and shadowy and if I'm right its about the seduction of beauty and illusions.