(R.J. Johnson/Johnston)  yesterday I felt my earth shaking  I caught a glimpse of all my heroes falling down  yesterday I felt my will breaking  crashed through the clouds at my feet down on the ground  help me find a place to stand  but still you call me an eyesore  and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain  but I can't turn my head  on all that we became  all the lies and shame have fell  take my hand I feel my hold is slipping  and the rocks that fall speak their distance to the ground  help lay me down with grace  and still you call me an eyesore  and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain  but I can't turn my head  on all that we became  all the lies and shame have fell  and left me with a hurting  but still you call me an eyesore  and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain  look at my pain, look at my pain  look at my pain  I can call my name out to the wind  and try to push my plea on through  but how long can you call into the wind  when the wind is calling you  still you call me an eyesore  and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain  but I can't turn my head  on all that we became  all the lies and all of the shame have fell  and left me with a hurting  but still you call me an eyesore  and that's a sure nice way to look at my pain  sure nice way to look at my pain, sure nice way to look at my pain  sure nice way to look at my pain