lyrics
Blind
July 18, 2006
When the realization sets in
When you can see through the fallen branches
When the blue haze of blurred images sharpen
Into the razor’s edge of existence
Slaked of thirst in the clarity
Warmed in the light of understanding
And know that life is as faint and fleeting
As the yellow pollen flower dust on your nose
We’re blind
A certain order to things It’s got to be that way I guess We’re left without the sequence As we go spinning through this vortex of flesh and blood Trying to grasp on to some truth, some reality Something It’s not like sand slipping through your fingers It’s more like cold water on your face Never really understanding at all you give it up You just thought you knew the taste
We’re blind
We’re blind
A certain order to things It’s got to be that way I guess We’re left without the sequence As we go spinning through this vortex of flesh and blood Trying to grasp on to some truth, some reality Something It’s not like sand slipping through your fingers It’s more like cold water on your face Never really understanding at all you give it up You just thought you knew the taste
We’re blind