My Darling, I’m always watching you
Yes I do.
My darling, I’m always watching you
Oh I do.
I second guess myself-
Should I listen to the voice that says don’t stress yourself?
Or should I listen to the void-
Fix my eyes from any moving, collect the dregs in shapes of divine choosing, always cryptic, never soothing , straining so suspiciously to separate the voice I’ve had inside my head for years.
My Darling, I’m always watching you
Yes I do.
My darling, I’m always watching you
Oh I do.
I got that niggling, those little wiggle wiggle bees
That greet me in the night, I start to wonder could it be?
Is that my better side I’m hearing crying?
Or is it just my reptilian pleasure-seeking salivating salvation that’s holding out?
Or could it be the little demon that I swallowed when it cried for help – bobbing in the surf it yelped – my mother-heart at seams tore loose: compassion now becomes the noose I cling to.
I’m always watching you.
Can’t shake the feeling there’s always someone watching me
Always I feel it, there’s someone caring what I’ll be
And when I feel it, I want to know I want to know
There’s always someone- they’re watching- a-woah-oh-oh
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