[Verse I] If every eye is coin and flame Why must witness feed on blame? Why must voices sharpen stone To prove a truth already known? Can I speak what I believe Without the need for you to bleed? Can your grief and mine be named Without becoming war or shame? [Pre-Chorus] Lift the word, but not the knife Hold the truth, but spare the life [Chorus] In the market of eyes Can we trade in light, not fire? Can we stand in different fields And not demand the same desire? Name the wound Mark the scar Say where near And say where far In the market of eyes Can witness live without war? [Verse II] This I fear and this I know This is where my roots still grow This you hold and this you see This is where you differ from me Not all roads will join as one Not all labor ends undone Still the sky can hold two cries Without becoming ash or lies [Pre-Chorus] Raise the thought, but not the stone Let conviction stand alone [Chorus] In the market of eyes Can we trade in light, not fire? Can we speak with sharpened minds Without becoming sharpened wire? Mark the bond Mark the seam Name what breaks And name what means In the market of eyes Can witness live without war? [Bridge] (sacred choir / almost prayer) If every eye is coin Must hatred always spend? If every voice is weighed Must mercy always bend? Can truth endure the room Without applause or flame? Can I hold what I believe And still not need your shame? [Final Chorus] In the market of eyes Let us trade in light, not fire Not all ground is common ground Still we need not build a pyre Mark the near Mark the far Truth can wound Yet need not scar In the market of eyes Let witness live… Without war. [Outro – soft layered harmonies] This is what I saw. This is what you saw. Here we meet. Here we part. Still… human.
