The Blind - The Essence

Scarred from ancient times

I dream of funny dreams that fade fast

No one tells the words

As we fall into the echoes

Haunting all the blind out in the night again

Walking through their funny eyes away

Breathe so soft and precious

As your hands reach for the sky

Dreaming though I'm endlessly away

Haunting all the blind out in the night again

Walking through their funny eyes away

Breathe so soft and precious

As my hands fade for my eyes

Dreaming though I'm endlessly away

So as I screamed I followed their eyes

Throw my heart away

Pushing through the rain

And pushed me down again

They've pushed me down in my trust

But then I'll trust them everywhere

In my bed

In the night

In a glare

In a perfect hold

A blinded faith

With blood red tears

As I put my trust in them

Then I would might be

Crying for this