Grey eyes flicker  Cold is the weed  Worn out shoes  Air full of grief  It is you now  Stuck within  Soul is burning  No chance to win    What have you done to the game  Was it a victory, a shame  Where have you gone  Before morning dew  The game will not end  Without you    Ears of lost minds  Luke and torn  Dresses rdtten  And broken stores  And the meaning  It's sold too soon  Can the blister  Substitute the moon    What have you done ...    And the hot sun  Paints the door  Your philanthropist  Sighed once more  Wind was blowing  Air through pipes  Holes in bodies  Mortal crimes    What have you done ...