(R.J. JohnsonJohnston)

yesterday I felt my earth shaking

I caught a glimpse of all my heroes falling down

yesterday I felt my will breaking

crashed through the clouds at my feet down on the ground

help me find a place to stand

but still you call me an eyesore

and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain

but I can't turn my head

on all that we became

all the lies and shame have fell

take my hand I feel my hold is slipping

and the rocks that fall speak their distance to the ground

help lay me down with grace

and still you call me an eyesore

and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain

but I can't turn my head

on all that we became

all the lies and shame have fell

and left me with a hurting

but still you call me an eyesore

and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain

look at my pain, look at my pain

look at my pain

I can call my name out to the wind

and try to push my plea on through

but how long can you call into the wind

when the wind is calling you

still you call me an eyesore

and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain

but I can't turn my head

on all that we became

all the lies and all of the shame have fell

and left me with a hurting

but still you call me an eyesore

and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain

sure nice way to look at my pain, sure nice way to look at my pain

sure nice way to look at my pain