Words and music by Roddy Frame    Well, hello there, sweet to see you,  Like your colour, how you doin'?  I've been battered and bewildered  In the beauty of your ruins  Flash, flash and I am blinded  By the fact that you've been born  Feels like fiction life goes on  Brown eyes are gone    Silence is a virtue  I was taught so I agreed  Conversation half forgotten  Is the hole I hold in me  And all our language and expression  Is decimated by decree  The sound of song dies in the dawn  Brown eyes are gone    Descended slowly on the  Steps of the cathedral  Where I kissed you,  Remembered candles lit with meaning  I imposed but that escaped you  With your brown eyes  And your blue jeans  I heard the chiming of the clocks  Kick out the shifting  Shuffling rhythm of your docs    Hit the road with my compadre  Saw the city incomplete  We were tossed and torn and tumbled  In your famous foreign streets  I felt so fearless and forgotten  No-one numbered nothing neat  The son has shone, we still belong,  Brown eyes are gone    So farewell then senorita  Pianos played and set the tone  I was singing like a servant  To the tune of telephones  I wish you freedom and forgiveness  And a time that is your own  Blue is the colour, mine's the moment  Brown eyes are gone