Sheavy - Oracle

Tears in the eyes of age
Whisper softly silent sounds
tears in the eyes of age
See a world turned upside-down

Time drifting slowly
Through the eyes of the Oracle
Can I ask a question?
What does the future hold?

Sign of the times my friend
So much at your fingers' ends
Sign of the times my friend
Never reaching things you see
Life passing quickly
see the eyes of the Oracle
Can I ask a question?
What's left for me?

Came see the Oracle the prophet looks my way
No tricks or crystal gazing, No words to say
open your mind to every single thing you see
All that's good and evil will be frozen in your dreams

So walk with me my friend there's nothing left to fear
The things you hope to see have never been so near
Now every day will hold a brighter sun you'll say
I'd pray for darkness it's the price of sight you'll pay