| Song | Billions of Eyes |
| Artist | Lady Lamb The Beekeeper |
| Album | After |
| When gravity’s a palm pushing down on your head | |
| Like the devil’s got a paw dug in your shoulder | |
| And the other one is rubbing your back | |
| But the kitchen in the new place has a window | |
| Yeah you can grow basil on the sill | |
| Maybe you can call your neighbors by name now | |
| Berries on the dash is the sweetest kind of living | |
| Still this feels like eating the meat of the mountain | |
| It’s all grit and gristle I can’t chew and swallow, | |
| I’m gnawing my way back home | |
| The clouds look a lot like wool gone through the wash | |
| I check my phone for the time but I still wear my watch | |
| Yeah i’m confused about how i’m supposed to connect to anything now | |
| The kind of high I like is when I barely make the train | |
| And the people with a seat smile big at me because they know the feeling | |
| And for a millisecond we share a look like a family does | |
| Like we have inside jokes | |
| Like we could call each other by little nicknames | |
| And I could tell the story of how | |
| My great grandmother’s sister was deemed a saint | |
| How they exhumed her body after years of being buried | |
| And they found she hadn’t even begun to sully | |
| So they moved her again, straight into the Vatican | |
| I think of all the billions of eyes | |
| All looking at something different at the same time | |
| And I feel nauseous | |
| Some days I can only see into my suitcase | |
| It’s got everything I need | |
| Plus some superstitious things I may also need | |
| Music soothes the savage beast | |
| The pilot says to me and he asks me to sing | |
| But now is not the time | |
| I just want to fall into a pile of warm laundry | |
| I just wanna keep very very quiet yeah | |
| It’s June where you sleep and July where I land | |
| Thought I saw you on the platform in Amsterdam | |
| And I nearly missed my train | |
| And I felt so defeated ’til I jumped on to see all the warm smiles were for me | |
| I made my train and it made me so happy | |
| I made my train and it made me forget everything | |
| It made me forget, made me forget made me forget made me forget everything | |
| It made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget everything |
| When gravity' s a palm pushing down on your head | |
| Like the devil' s got a paw dug in your shoulder | |
| And the other one is rubbing your back | |
| But the kitchen in the new place has a window | |
| Yeah you can grow basil on the sill | |
| Maybe you can call your neighbors by name now | |
| Berries on the dash is the sweetest kind of living | |
| Still this feels like eating the meat of the mountain | |
| It' s all grit and gristle I can' t chew and swallow, | |
| I' m gnawing my way back home | |
| The clouds look a lot like wool gone through the wash | |
| I check my phone for the time but I still wear my watch | |
| Yeah i' m confused about how i' m supposed to connect to anything now | |
| The kind of high I like is when I barely make the train | |
| And the people with a seat smile big at me because they know the feeling | |
| And for a millisecond we share a look like a family does | |
| Like we have inside jokes | |
| Like we could call each other by little nicknames | |
| And I could tell the story of how | |
| My great grandmother' s sister was deemed a saint | |
| How they exhumed her body after years of being buried | |
| And they found she hadn' t even begun to sully | |
| So they moved her again, straight into the Vatican | |
| I think of all the billions of eyes | |
| All looking at something different at the same time | |
| And I feel nauseous | |
| Some days I can only see into my suitcase | |
| It' s got everything I need | |
| Plus some superstitious things I may also need | |
| Music soothes the savage beast | |
| The pilot says to me and he asks me to sing | |
| But now is not the time | |
| I just want to fall into a pile of warm laundry | |
| I just wanna keep very very quiet yeah | |
| It' s June where you sleep and July where I land | |
| Thought I saw you on the platform in Amsterdam | |
| And I nearly missed my train | |
| And I felt so defeated ' til I jumped on to see all the warm smiles were for me | |
| I made my train and it made me so happy | |
| I made my train and it made me forget everything | |
| It made me forget, made me forget made me forget made me forget everything | |
| It made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget everything |