Worry Lines

I'll make a sign that stirs a million eyes

Hold up my hand to be analyzed

Echoes the pound of a crowd for miles around

Turn off the sound and those worry lines

I fear the world in black and white

My instincts fraught with compromise

My words are smeared in others rhymes

I lost my voice but kept my sight

I lift up my eyes

My head is clear

I'll turn to the skies

My life is clear

I look in your eyes

My head is clear