Precious Eyes

> This little girl, all work no play October grey makes the hangman's day Hotel, TV, silent movie Her precious eyes gazed back at me From the beach to the sea While the count and the countess, they cry For the ruins the world left behind What a beautiful night for her precious eyes The pubs are closed, the streets are cold Billy Casper buries the bones Of a boy that cried, learned to despise I'll make them mine, her prescious eyes From the sand to the sky While the gargoyles and dragons they sigh For the sake of Saint serpentine What a beautiful night for her precious eyes Her precious eyes?