They look, but they do not see
They hear, but they don’t know
Their eyes are closed in sleep
And their ears are dull
They sit in judgment of my life
They scoff and accuse me
Righteous friends like this
Feel like enemies
They look, but they do not see
They hear, but they don’t know
Their eyes are closed in sleep
And their ears are dull
They sit in judgment of my life
They scoff and accuse me
Righteous friends like this
Feel like enemies