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You whisper by with your mind in your eye
Seeing nothing that's there but the bones of the bed
Eyeing thoughts that would stare in your eye

I know nice men who have nothing to say
Except "What a nice day, may I say that today's a nice day
'Cause I've nothing to say"

But the peace of mine is peace of mind and eye a gift to all
But the things I see I see with mind and don't observe with eyes

Erudite eyes always bore me to cry
And the raining that flows is the pure salty drain
On the peace which I hold in my mind

But the peace of mine is peace of mind and eye a gift to all
But the things I see I see with mind and don't observe with eyes

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written by Robert Fripp.