All Eyes Lyrics

Let me take a moment out to let you know I'm all eyes
You already know I will always be at your side
I can show you better than I can tell you, you know why
When you shine we shine too
One time for the ones that remind you
Two times for the..yeah you get it

[NL]

It was Brissy where I met her
In the city, with her hair up
She looked good in pictures, but this was clearer
Shimmered like she from a different era
And a
Turns out she ain't shy
Fuck it neither am I, we put some weed in the, sky
Felt the fire that she had inside
We vibed, left me feeling inspired
Couple months later, she got a sold out show
Sent me a text sayin she want me to go
I said you already know
And she put on a hell of a show
Didn't think much of me, and let everyone know
Damn
That's what I get for crossing a singer-songwriter
I mean she think I did wrong by her,
There's two sides to, all stories, it's long-winded
And I probably had it coming, I don't mind it
Besides
I love you seeing you shine
You got that glean in your eye
You say you see it in mine
Youre, creating something that you can leave behind
I'ma always be at your side
(yeah) we ride
I say it now, so you know what it is
You make me proud, that's why I wrote you this
The power of your voice ain't just the notes you hit
Keep going you gon' blow em to bits

[JB]

End of year seven when I met him
K-Swiss classic and baggy denim
Indelible ink I don't know how to pen it find me a foreign ear to declare my independence
I tried to write you the intro to Sunday Gentlemen but man
I guess I wasn't ready then spent mine studying
Steady hand like time with my heavy head buried in rhymes
It blows my mind you mine sweeping the floor while I'm sleeping, we were both on tour
While I hold it down he goes off to war and we've got very different magazines in our top draw, kinda made me think 'what for?'
Til the day you came and I saw but a man who would stand as his family greets him, we're glad cos everybody now feels secure
And I swear, that means I'm sure being a leader is your calling Mum's said it before
A few fans feel like they've met you before, sent contraband to ‘Ghan, East Timor
We made it out the storm crook, reformed crooks, took a lil look back through the scrapbook, back to a bygone era, I love you, you make me better