They say you reside
In sun and sky
And sneak on by
Where time wraps in circles and unwinds
Far too quick to catch a glimpse
Until I caught you looking in my life
A split-second shadow on the tip of my tongue
And now they force the key
I left only to turn in your hand
Should you come around again
The lines between unreal and unseen
Are too fine for me
Would you come around again?
No more middle men
No charlatans
No more government interpretations
Just speak for yourself, I swear we’re listening
It’s just so hard making sense out of what you can’t envision
And why leave the dark when the light’s just as blinding anyway?
And the wisest fools
Sang of all they knew
And we liked the tunes
Wishing they were true
credits
from Little Miss Blackout,
released August 8, 2009
John Norwood - Vocals/Guitar/Bass/Percussion