Brian Dewan - My Eye lyrics

Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. Well it was early on Sunday morning when I woke up from a dream. My heart was pounding, my hands were trembling from the frightful sight I'd seen. I dreamt my father appeared before me, he had risen from the grave. He was a pitiful and lonely specter of a life that could not be saved. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. And in the dream, my father told me that a part of me must die, So that it might be with him in spirit, to help him in the afterlife. You can imagine that all I wanted was only to go back to sleep. And yet I knew that I must rise up and obey the terrible decree. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story... Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story... I left the warmth of the bedroom and opened the window shades. I walked outside, in my bathrobe into the cool of the autumn day. I walked outdoors, to the tool shed and opened up the drawer. And I removed the deadly instrument to do the deadly deed. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. And then I wrapped a linen bandage across the eye that would never see again. And then I brought in my Sunday paper and then went back to bed. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. Oh let me tell you, a dreadful story, of how I poked out my eye. My Eye