© Sean N. Zelda My eyes, they search the world for you They only try to see clarity Possibility, and no fear Because you're like a window that I can't see through When it rains, it pours, and I miss the view And the heat is escaping From the chapel I've been forsaking Would you trust your faith with the wise man's word From the scriptures old and dated? Well these walls were built by my own design In this city sin created! And I'm contemplating leaving town My eyesight's failing like your crown! Lay me down, lay me down, I can't feel my feet Tie my tongue, lock my lips, and throw away the key Would you trust your faith with the wise man's word From the scriptures old and dated? Well these walls were built by my own design In this city sin created!