Project Pitchfork
Sky Eye
All these careless minds
Immortal  – when what we need is time

I  told my soul to come
The clock strikes twelve – whispers of what they sung

Dead birds on the ground
Spread  alarm – and they were out of sight

Mad  men on the run
Transient – the retreat has to come

It's  all in your hand
Explore and learn
Wake up now – we are waiting
Just like you are waiting
For  something good to happen

Oh, my heart
I've been here
I have to go now
Have no fear

Oh, my heart
Waste no tear
All of your dreams come true
Around you