words ever flowing/pieces of me

Knowledge

I see the world going down
As the sun
comes crashing in
I believe the soul
will know
what to do
if it all ends

I can see what you think
I can see your darkest dreams
I can see the teardrop held inside
I can see your hatred make you blind

Are these my eyes
that fill my head with memories
of things to be
are these my eyes
that tell me how
Ancient eyes did see?