Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side* From an only child for the first fourteen years of life All the pictures they were never seen and never heard from I'm standing with Eric and Mom outside of Taj Mahal Convinced that I am gonna be a writer and a movie star I've a picture of dad here sitting, hair down to the ground Bright all the eyes of the family now dead and gone We've played games of fate and chance We were caught and made to dance Sold our souls to slavery Lost our way and prayed for death I took the pictures and the camera, dropped them in the sand I wore a Micky Mouse hat on that day, Disneyland I was crying at the camera, lying about my life Bright all the eyes of the family, bright all the eyes We've played games of fate and chance We were caught and made to dance Sold our souls to slavery Lost our way and prayed for death Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side
