I can see their eyes, and you never will believe it
I can hear their cries
But you wouldn't want to hear them
I recant my lies
But they never will believe me
My conscience will keep on, and the fault is my own

There's calm in these banquet years
So I tend to obsess
About youth, before the guilt appeared
But I need to forget
Outside the lamppost sways from their angry hands
As I sleep a troubled sleep, a coldness on my feet
And it only gets much colder before dawn

I can see their eyes
But you wouldn't want to see them
I can hear their cries
But you wouldn't want to hear them
I recant my lies
But they never will believe me
My conscience is too strong, and my feet can't run

It's true, there's calm with no one here
But the stillness is death
The windows on my street
Start to come alive and breath
I can hear them singing what I've done

I can see their eyes
But you wouldn't want to see them
I can hear their cries
But you wouldn't want to hear them
I recant my lies
But they never will believe me
My conscience is too strong, I'll be theirs by dawn

I can see their eyes
But you wouldn't want to see them
I can hear their cries
But you wouldn't want to hear them
I ruined my life, but you wouldn't want to see it
My conscience is too strong, and tonight I'll be gone