Open Up Your Eyes

At fifteen I left my foster home
Looking for the people I call my own
But all I found was pain and strife
And nothing else but an empty life
So, open up your eyes, open up your mind
Be careful of the things you hope to find
There’s plenty of people six foot underground
Who were very unhappy with the things they found
I’d have a drink to dull the pain
Too drunk to dodge the winter rain
Yeah I got soaked inside and out
And if you don’t know what I’m talking about
Just open up your eyes, open up your mind
Be careful of the things you hope to find
But there’s plenty of people six foot underground
Who were very unhappy with the things they found
You can’t be happy ‘til you’ve been sad
You can’t know the good unless you’ve known the bad
You can’t have peace until the battles ore
And you can’t heal unless you’ve been sore
So open up your eyes, open up your mind
Be careful of the things you hope to find
There’s plenty of people six foot underground
Who were very unhappy with the things they found