Eyes And Ears Testo

Testo Eyes And Ears

All the streams run to the sea
But the sea is not full
Everything weary me
More than I can say

The eye
Is not satisfied
With just seeing
Or the ear filled with hearing
What will be is what has been
Vanity of vanities
I can feel the wind to the east
Round, round and round

The eye
It is not satisfied
With just seeing
Or the ear filled with hearing