The Eyes They Marked

[Verse 1] They made a list one quiet day, No cries, no drums, no disarray— Just ink and names and subtle signs, And soon they drew the green-eyed line. [Verse 2] The clerk who filed it meant no harm, He smiled, convinced there was no alarm. “A harmless thing,” the papers read, While history whispered what it bred. [Pre-Chorus] But one fine dawn, a shift was made, And colors turned from light to blade. [Chorus] Oh mark no soul by gaze or hue, No census holds a virtue true. Today it's eyes, tomorrow hearts— And that’s how quiet sorrow starts. [Verse 3] The green-eyed child in classroom rows, Who didn’t dream the world would close— She saw the color in the glass, Then heard the roll call slowly pass. [Bridge] The records sat in silent drawers, Until they fed much darker laws. A tyrant reads what kindness wrote— — And strings the truth into a rope. [Pre-Chorus] But one fine dawn, a shift was made, And colors turned from light to blade. [Chorus] Oh mark no soul by gaze or hue, No census holds a virtue true. Today it's eyes, tomorrow hearts— And that’s how quiet sorrow starts. [Outro] So let the lesson echo loud— In every town, beneath each cloud: No registry shall split the skies, No law shall list the free-born eyes.