Wye Oak - Dogs Eyes lyrics

[Wye Oak - Dogs Eyes lyrics]

Can't see yourself in evolution
The history of our creation so Dogs eyes
Smiling scare you about dying

I can't shake this superstition
Jesus, give me your permission
And God's eye looks in like a ghost
You don't believe in
Someone had me live this way
And I cannot get rid of it
Soft eyes, hard hands to shovel the garden

A deep whole, a secret in order to feed it
The season of calling
End to everyone knowing

Soft eyes, hard hands to shovel the garden
A deep hole, a secret in order to feed it
The season of calling
End to everyone knowing

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