threw you the obvious and you flew

with it on your back, a name in your recollection,

thrown down among a million same.

difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed

and passed over

when i've looked right through

to see you naked and oblivious

and

you don't see me.but i threw you the obvious

just to see if there's more behind the eyes

of a fallen angel,

the eyes of a tragedy.

here i am expecting just a little bit

too much from the wounded.

but i see through it all

and see you.

so i threw you the obvious

to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,

eyes of a tragedy.

oh well. apparently nothing.

you don't see me.

you don't see me at all