The Argus Lyrics - Ween

Yesterday we lost our lives, tomorrow we were born 

Fortune smiled upon us, sacrifice the Argus 

All that he might help us see 

Magna eyes the track for miles 

Looking for disease 

Puzzled by the mountains 

Tricked by the sea 

And the Argus is practiced compassion 

With an eye on you, as one is on me 

Will the god eye grant his forgiveness 

And allow he that's lived a reason to see 

Counting days and building walls, bells ring so to warn 

All the signs that guide us, chosen by the Argus 

Tell me he has chosen you 

Led by form well shed our soul 

Trusting like a child 

See the dark face that saved us 

Drink from his empty eyes 

And the Argus is practiced compassion 

With an eye on you, as one is on me 

Will the god eye grant his forgiveness 

Letting droplets of light erupt from the sea 

Lying in beds of garlic and orchids 

He closes an eye, which closes another 

And in sleep he dreams of watching and looking 

And feather clouds dancing he curls up his lid and sleeps 

Swirling with visions on man's confusion 

All of the work done just to appease him 

The Argus he cries, though love has it's place in the sun 

It's only man's fear that carries him on