The Eye

I leave my home, desolate but not alone I have a gift, I've been told, for seeing what's there And I will chase all the rain, put it down, call it paint To possess something arcane, oh it's a heavy weight We leave love behind Without a tear or a long goodbye And as we wait for lightning to strike We are enthralled by the calling of the eye Oh and one of these days you'll call up You'll give me something beautiful to think and sing and follow Our feet don't ever touch the ground Run ourselves ragged town to town Chasing uncertainty around, a siren sound Oh and you watch me like I'm a jet stream A scientific cryptogram lit up behind the sunbeam You paint my body like a rose A depth of beauty in repose A complicated love you chose Where love will land nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows We both dig a grave To immortalize all the shortest waves We can try to let stillness be But if I spin off will you rescue me? Or will I beg you to set me free? I think what's wild might be meant to be You and me We leave love behind Without a tear or a long goodbye And as we wait for lightning to strike We are enthralled by the calling of the eye We come running we are ways goodbye We listen again by the calling of the eye