How Near, How Far

And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead Miscellaneous How Near How Far Looking back in time Through verses set in nursery rhyme At oil painted eyes Of muses left behind I swear I know not why Those eyes have always left me dry She stands with arms stretched out Towards the mountains & the clouds Oil painted eyes Blind yet hypnotized I swear I know not why Those eyes have always left me dry (How near, how far, how lost they are) I've rendered every line Every contour of a muse's eye Painted in my eyes mind On canvases of time I swear I know not why Those eyes have always left me dry