Eugene
I see you looking
Looking at me
With those forlorn eyes
That tired dejection, and
Bravery

Well, maybe, I said
Maybe you can toss
This dreadful life, and flee, but
Your heart's gone cold, as cold as
Your ears, and hands, and feet

All through the eyes of a blind man
How many more have we stunted like this?
Oh, we are not to be faulted, we said
For we are the ones with the fortunate ends

Eugene
You were a broker, and
A seller of goods, but
You've lost it all, and you'd
Sell your soul to stand
Where you once stood

Once wed
You felt love of a kind
That I have never had
Heaven knows her better now
And for her
It's not so bad

Eugene
You see the passers
Passing you by
They deny you change
Abuse you
Reproach you
Of getting high

But it's been
Many a year since you have
First been clean
You are sober now, but
Your mind's still bursting
At the seams

You said
Told me you were sent down
Here to earth to be
An angel for all
Of our friends in need
And I
May have walked you by
A thousand times before
On a floor of stone
Coarse and cold
All alone
Frighteningly hollow
And somehow filled with
Life, joy, tears, and smiles
And love
And hope